The Forgotten

Chapter 16

Jennie POV

I've been crying for the whole day. Been rolling all over the bed just to smell the last bit of scent Lisa left. Okay, I may sound crazy but I badly miss her, like a part of me is missing. I went through her clothes and hugged them as if she was still here.

Then I started to get annoyed, why am I like this? Why am I letting myself get eaten by guilt and thoughts by someone who I don't even know if she still thinks of me! So I gathered all her clothes and threw them outside- well outside our room which technically is my room now because she does not have the right to get back here anymore. I  left it like a pile inside the guest room

Why would I let myself get hurt by her every single day? Maybe Rosè is right! I should move on! Maybe I'll start today

But even if it was getting late I'm still hoping that she'll go thru the door and celebrate our anniversary. No, I should try and think of myself from now on. I love her with all my heart, I gave her everything and entrusted her with every last bit of me but she threw out like I was nothing

I was busy having an existential crisis between myself if I should just forget her or not?

But forgetting her is not easy

everything is not easy. And I should stop talking with myself. I mentally noted and smacked my forehead when my phone suddenly rang

I answered it without even looking who was calling

"I'm busy arguing with myself so what do you want?" My voice sounded a little bitchy

"Who's winning the argument?" I couldn't help myself but roll my eyes

"What do you want?" I ignored the laugh coming from the other end of the line

"I just wanted to ask if you want to go out tonight. Maybe eat dinner or go out somewhere?" I raised my eyebrow. Hmm thinking about it, it's not a bad idea. I should reward myself and unwind. After all, I've been in my pajamas the whole day. I haven't even showered yet

"Okay, I'll meet you at the bar downtown. Maybe around 8?" I didn't want to eat because I don't really have an appetite and being around a lot of people with drinks and loud music might help me forget this dreadful day

"Or I could wait outside your apartment until you get finish getting ready?" I rushed towards the door and opened it and I saw him smiling with a bouquet of hyacinth. I didn't recognize him because he was not in his usual get up. He was wearing a white Gucci shirt which I also have, and black pants, he finishes it off with a white sneaker. He looks good then I remembered I was still in pajamas so I shut the door on his face but he stopped it with his foot

"Aw!" He winced in pain which made me open the door to check on him, he sat on the floor holding his foot

"Why the hell would you put your foot there?" I annoyingly asked but also worried that I did hurt him 

"I'm sorry. Are you alright?" I should not take all my anger out of him because he's actually pretty nice and patient with me. I even have to thank him for always trying to make me smile