"Zebra? "
Bran picked up the phone.
It's 2 A. M.
"Bran. I'm sad. "
The door creaked open. I inhaled the cold December air. It's raining so I brought an umbrella with me t/>o the fire exit. It's more like an overlooking balcony. But not fancy enough to be called one.
"What's the matter Zeb? " His voice soothed what's brewing inside me.
" Oblivion."
"What kind of late night thought is that Babe---I mean Zeb. "
" Let's talk about Alice. "
I could feel the tension building. It's so strong it's starting to rip us apart. I could feel it.
"We're not talking about that--"
"We need to. "
"Zeb, it's me and you. Nothing else. "
I felt giddy. Happy. I want. Him.
"Alice loved you." I looked up to stop tears from falling.
"And so did Aiden. "
"Bran it's not---"
"Will you choose yourself for once Zeb? Alice was always your first choice. Stop she's alr ---"
I ended the call.
Suddenly I couldn't breathe. The umbrella was long forgotten. My knees buckled, my hands shook, tears streamed down.
I sat drenched in rain.
Like I was a year ago.
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