Maybe it had been 2 hours since the last time she'd given anything else a thought, yet she had come to no decision; if she decided to give it another shot, she would –no doubt- end up broken-hearted once again, thus it was obvious that option B, "Forget the boy and find someone else" was more convenient for everyone, yet for some reason, she still held onto that tiny little bit of hope that made her stand under the rain hoping he'd come by again.
He wouldn't be back, though, not now, not ever. He'd told her he wouldn't come back, he told her she shouldn't call him, but why would he give her his new number if he didn't want her to call.
Last two times she called, the conversations went as follows
ATTEMPT ONE
"I want you back" she said quickly into the phone, a soft whisper, she knew he'd heard her when she heard a funny scream. She put the phone down and waited for him to call back. Obviously, he didn't. Not with what she'd hoped to hear at least.
ATTEMPT TWO
"I want you back, please come back," she'd whispered into the phone once again.
"I thought you would have learnt the first time," It was him who put the phone down this time.
Why did people always give things three chances?
"Uh," She moaned in confusion, her hands gripping her hair as she shook her head frenetically. And then she remembered. The reason why she didn't want to let him go.
If she did, there was the other guy who she was not in love with, but she knew she would be if she was to forget him. And she knew the boy didn't like her back, so she did NOT want to fall for him.
What was the point of this conversation with herself anyway? She would not change anything, regardless of the final decision, right?
Nothing would change.
Nothing would make it change, not the red underwear during Christmas' Eve, not the yellow underwear during New Year's. Not the love charm she wore around her neck, not the new lip gloss she'd just bought. Plus, the horoscope had already ruined it anyway, damn all those psychics, and to all the other Libras, stay cool, your prince charming will be here soon enough, he just took the wrong turn and got lost.
Or that was what she hoped.
God knows, maybe he would never come.
