Julia is lying down on her bed in her room with only lamp on. She called Ethan with her phone. She is listening to the connection signal waiting for his voice. He finally answered the phone.
“Hey,” he said in a dry voice.
“Ethan, it’s me.”
“Hey Julia.”
“I miss you, Ethan.”
It finally came out of her mouth. It was the thought that she has been only thinking for him. She was hesitating what to tell him about everything between her and him. The answer for her was being honest and open to him to see if he still loves her. She said what she wanted to say to him.
“…”
Ethan didn’t say anything.
“Can we meet now?”
Julia is getting anxious from his response.
“…”
Ethan didn’t answer again.
“Are you that busy? Why can’t we meet? I need you. I need you to be here.”
She was getting desperate to hear what she wanted to hear from him.
“Julia, I can’t.”
“Then can we meet tomorrow?”
Ethan sighed and said,
“I told you I’m busy. You should think of my situation too.”
“I will. I will be better in understanding you.”
“Julia, do you remember what we talked about? You said you won’t be like this anymore.”
“But I want to meet you. I really want you. You are my boyfriend. I really love you. I love you so much.”
“Julia.”
He was not saying anything after his dragging call of her name, so she decided to say what she said only to herself.
“Did you find another girl?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Do you love me? Tell me you love me. You have to say it now because I know you are still loving me.”
Ethan stayed in silence for 5 seconds.
“I’m just happy having fun with you.”
As it was different from what she was expecting, she didn’t understand what he said at once. But she started talking what comes to her mind and emotion.
“You changed, Ethan. You said you will only love me until we die. You said you will only look at me. You made me look at only you. But you changed so much.”
Ethan said,
“You don’t seem to be in a good state now. I have to go. Maybe I will talk to you later.
He hung up the phone. As soon as he hung up the phone, she started to cry in her bed lying sideway next to her small desk.
‘I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what I just said.’