Angie's phone rang the moment she entered her room, coming back from school. She was exhausted and weary from the training that has taken up after school.
She picked it up at the second buzz and positioned the phone on her ear, meanwhile, she tried pulling off her trainers and stockings.
"Hello, dad." She called after checking the caller's name.
"How're you doing, my little Angle?" Mr. Thompson asked.
"I'm good." She replied and sat heavily on her bed.
"You don't sound fair, anything the problem?" Her dad inquired.
"I'm kinda wearied from today's training." She answered, weakly.
"Don't you assume you have been struggling quite too much? It's not good for your health." Her dad cautioned.
"I'll be fine dad, how's California? Did you meet my brother?"
"Yes I did, he's looking too healthy," Dad said and chuckled. "He explained how busy he is and has been helpless to ask for your guy's well-being. I told you we are doing good."
"Me neither." She said and laid her back on the bed.
"Do try to give him a call, he misses you guys." Mr. Thompson delivered.
"I will, when will you be back in New York?" Angie inquired changing the topic.
"I have to deal with something."
"Did they regret bringing you to New York?" Angie asked, a little bit angered.
Mr. Thompson let out a slight laugh. His daughter always seems to amaze him.
"My coming here has nothing to do with work, I came here on my own."
"Why?"
She could hear her dad heave a sigh of stress and anxiety. She wondered what might be bothering him
"I'm all ears dad."
"What I'm about to tell you might not seem real but..." he paused and thought for some seconds, "I came because of her, your mom."
Angie was silent for some seconds and spoke up, "You can't be serious, are you?"
"She needed to sort out something from me."
"That's weird." She mumbled and rolled her eyebrows as if her father could see her, "I need to go." Then she ended the call.
"Why? Why is she back?" She thought angrily". This was the least she was hoping for. She wished her dad wasn't taunting her. Of course, he couldn't joke with such. Thank goodness they aren't in California anymore, she won't live to see her anymore.
She grumpily stood up from her bed and presided straight to the washroom to have a short shower.
Her thought drifted off to her boyfriend. Maths hasn't been to school for the past two days and it worried her so much. She didn't have any means to catch up with him.
It was ludicrous for her when the only place she could reach him was at school and his residence. It annoyed her to have ignored asking about his contact.
She took her bath and headed out to eat dinner. She was still preparing what she wants to eat when a call appeared on her phone. It was an unusual number.
At another buzz, she picked up and placed the phone on an audible orator.
For a second, she didn't hear any word before she decided to speak first.
"Hello?" She greeted and waited for an answer. She received one with a question.
"Angela, is that you?" Came in from the other end. She was confused. Even if the call was to come from her buddies, then it was nobody. None of them has ever called her by her full name except if it was what she was thinking.
"Maths?" She asked, maybe it was him.
"Are you surprised?" Maths asked and chuckled a little.
"No_no_I can't believe you have my number." She stammered, cheerily. She was already starting away to her room.
She got in and closed the door behind her.
"I got your number from Nancy through Davis." Maths said. She could feel how nervous he was talking to her.
She sat comfortably on her bed and had a tray of dinner in front of her. She felt so delighted to hear from him. It was looking like ages since they last talked.
"What have you been up to?" He asked, desperately.
"Been missing you." She let out even though she felt sheepish.
"It's okay. Do you check today's date?"
Anne looked up at her phone even though she didn't understand. "2nd?"
"Yeah," he said and graze his hand on his head as if she could see him. "We should break up, it's a month."
"What?!" She blurted, softly.
"Yes, your time is up." He added.
Anne felt her world crumbling with his statement. "Don't tell me this is happening." She thought.
Maths didn't say anything. He waited patiently for her to get her voice. His words have taken a toll on her.
"I thought we had_" She paused holding back her cracks. It seems like he was joking. "You're joking right?"
Maths shook his head at the other side which she couldn't see but she heard him answer with, "No"
She lost her appetite instantly and stood up from her bed to her dressing mirror leaving the phone alone on the bed, it has been placed.
"I would love to tell you something else." Maths said, after the long silence.
"No!" She cried out. "Don't you dare say a word and let me be!"
"Hear me out, would you?"
She rushed to her phone and saunter the red screen to end the call.
She tried to imagine if what he said wasn't true but it sounds true to her. It was so difficult to admit the truth. It feels like she has just been manipulated. Some days ago he was charming and nice to her but now it looks as if he was forcing himself to reach out to her.
She thought everything was already running smoothly and she has worried less. She felt stupid to have thought he could ever change.
He didn't, except he did pretend to have loved her.
Her cell sounded again but she was quick to put out the call. Then, she turned it completely off.
She stood glaring at her phone and began to sob. She wept so vastly until she could find no more water dripping out from her eyes.