"Hi."
"Princesa. I mean Layla. Hey."
"I got all of your messages."
"You what?"
"The messages you sent. I got them."
"Right. The ones I sent."
He thought he had only saved them. What he didn't know is that one night while he was wallowing away in alcohol, he sent them.
"I miss you to."
"Well you seem to be moving on well."
"The douche hits me. I ended it with him."
"I want to beat him so he can see how it feels."
"Yeah. So how about you? Any girls?"
"Just you. I uh, I mean no."
"Awe bullshit is blushing."
"Shut it lava girl."
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The Little Messages| (#Wattys2017 ) ✔️
Short StoryThe first many chapters are stupidly short but I did that for a reason. Bare with it and you won't be disappointed! #92 in short story as of January 31st, 2017 ___________________________________ Princesa: I have to tell you something. B.S: what...
