SaxyV: Don’t 4get 2 text me when u leave
Me: Do I ever?
SaxyV: Asshole
Looking at my phone, his text made me realize that I really needed to work on this whole being-in-a-relationship thing. Fox shouldn’t have to ask Saxton where I was. That’s something I should have told him when he had texted me about his plans to go visit his parents.
I sucked as a girlfriend.
Me: Let me know when u get home
Love: No problem
My heart warmed with how he was doing his best to give me some space and not bludgeoned me to death with questions about my whereabouts.
Me: Thx
Love: Do I need 2 worry?
Me: Always
Love: Asshole
For the first time in a really long time, I let out a genuine laugh from deep within my soul. If both Fox and Saxton were calling me an asshole, then it must be true.
Slipping my phone back in my pocket, I rested my chin on my knees, then thought about my parents and that letter I had given to Saxton.
As if a letter would ever be enough.