PHAT Love Part Six

Nobody wants to be dumped.

6.

I get back home and throw my backpack onto my bed. I lie here quietly for about five seconds before I grab my phone and dial.

It rings and I hear the familiar voice, “Hello”

I answer, “Hi Julie, it’s me. What I said before, I’m sorry, it was a mistake. A stupid, big mistake. I’m sorry…”

There’s a long pause on the other end of the line.