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CHAPTER 2
❝TAKE YOUR TIME❞

— ⋆ 𝗞𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗮 ⋆ —

I CAN OFFICIALLY say today is the worst day of my life. I've lost my best friend, my day one, my for-lifer. I honestly don't know what I did to him; I guess I'm too clingy.

I'm in the middle of filming a day in my life vlog when I get a notification from Jude, which changes my whole mood.

I was really excited that he could text me back because he has been really busy recently with training and all of that.

We haven't even called since he reached Madrid. I text him daily, just wanting to know about his day, how he is, and letting him know I'm proud of him.

At first, he would respond with the same energy, or even more, but as the weeks passed, he started replying more late and with short, dry replies.

I didn't think much of it because I thought it was probably his schedule not making him free enough for him to reply in detail.

I noticed that he's been going out a lot with his new Madrid friends, like to nightclubs and basketball games, but somehow doesn't have at least 10 minutes to reply to my messages.

I open the chat, and my heart drops.

J🤍🫶🏾

you
wsp?
how's been your day?

J🤍🫶🏾
god will you ever fucking
leave me alone

i've moved on, so why can't you?

what?
jude what are you saying?

how dumb could you possibly be
stop texting me.

wtf where's this coming from?
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JUDE HAS REALLY changed since moving to Madrid; I would have never in a million years expected this from him

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JUDE HAS REALLY changed since moving to Madrid; I would have never in a million years expected this from him. I quickly finish up my vlog, trying my best not to cry or show a change in emotion.

Since I have nothing better to do, I decide to start editing my video to keep me distracted. I don't want to think about Jude's words because I know once I start thinking about it, I won't stop.

This is probably one of his pranks anyway. I won't stress myself; I'll give him until tomorrow. If he doesn't text me back, then it's confirmed.

Unfortunately, Jude's text has completely ruined my mood. I want nothing more than to cry my heart out, but I'm a bad bitch. Bad bitches don't cry.

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