I called Him

Dear Diary,

Well after I wrote I phoned B again. He answered, said he still was sleeping, he said “Are you okay?” I said no. I told him he made it sound like he was coming out. He said he planned to come out and laid down around 5 to take a nap and well, didnt wake up.

I said “Well you should have set your clock” hes all “Yeah I should have, but I didnt think this would happen” I said “Well how do you expect me to feel, Im just hurt you know, I was looking forward and wondering why I hadnt heard from you. He said “Vicky, my god Im sorry I get fucking exhausted and fell asleep” I just said “Yeah” quietly, I didnt go on and on. Whats the point. He apologized to me, said he was sorry.

We sat there in silence a little, I said Okay, just kinda done with talking to him, wasnt going to beat this to death. We were getting ready to say goodbye, he said “Other then that, are you okay?” I said “I think so, Im just really dissapointed is all” He paused for a moment, and then said “Well, Im awake now, do you still want me to come out?” I said “Well of course” So he said “Okay, let me get my things” I said “You mean your gonna come out so now I cant sit here and be upset all eve and cry to my girlfriends and write about being upset, and then I can take the big Gatorade bottle I bought for you and put it in the fridge?” He laughed, I laughed. He said “oooh what kind?” I bought him “Fierce Melon” which he usually buys. Hes all OHHHH. I said “Yeah Ill even put it in the fridge”

Hes coming out after all. YAY!