"hello?"
"..."
"just kidding. obviously i'm busy right now so just leave your name and number and i'll try to call you back as soon as possible"
"i don't even know if you're even listening to these voicemails at this point. i miss telling you about my day... and you telling me about your's. things have been really dull since you stopped calling. it's almost as if without you i feel more alone than i ever have in my entire life, even though the whole school has turned against me, the only reason why i feel lonely is because of you. you won't answer my calls. you won't hear me out. you won't let me at least try to fix my mistakes. you, as the misunderstood, do not understand what it means to be misunderstood." she cried, anger pulsing through her veins
"that's about it. bye trevor."
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May and The Misunderstood | ✔
Short Storya series of phone calls between may and the misunderstood ⇝ ❝you little stalker! i am going to ask you think one last time, who are you and why are you calling me?❞ ❝i'm the misunderstood and this little stalker just needs someone to und...
