I'm Sorry, Again | E.D

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"Oh, sor- oh... Ethan."

"Yeah.. hey, Again." He awkwardly shifted.
It was silent for a minute.
"Uh I was just getting out from the doc-"
"I know. Vi told me."
"She did?" I tilted my head. I feel my phone buzzing in my back pocket.
Vi 🧡
is calling...
I hold up my pointer finger and whisper "one sec".
I turn around and answer the phone.

"Vi."

"Hey Jas, I-"

"Why did you tell him where I was"

"He wanted to-"

"I don't care what he wanted to do, Violeta."

"Jas."

"What"

"Stop being stubborn"

I scoffed.

"Listen. He called me and wanted to know where you were because he was dying without you. Literally. He needed to see you and I knew it would be best for all of us if he did."

"I gotta go"

"Jas don't-"

"Bye Violeta" I hung up.
I turn around and see Ethan still standing there. His hands in his sweatshirt pocket, looking down at his black Adidas. I see that he's cut his hair. He doesn't have wings anymore. That's what he used to call the side hairs that swooped back.

"Nice hair cut" I slightly smiled.

"You didn't notice it in the videos?"

"I stopped watching them a few months ago." I mumble.

"Oh." He sighs.

"Yea.." I quietly speak.
This is so awkward.. I wish it wasn't like this.

"So, Jasmine, I was gonna go and get some coff-"

"Listen.. I'm sorry, again."

"Yeah. Me too."