Bad times. Wait, I already used that subject recently. Oh, well.
I’m beginning to get worried about Erica. We were kind of upset the last time we spoke (I was becoming annoyed at her aversion to the concept of marriage, NO, not to me, just the institution of marriage itself), but it’s not like her to just boycott me, especially for this long with no warning.
For the past four months at least, she has called every night or let me know she couldn’t talk that night. I pretty much always wait for her to call because she has a job and stuff she does, and I don’t, so any time is good for me. But this week–
Monday night: The last time we talked.
Tuesday night: She didn’t call. I didn’t call either.
Wednesday night: She didn’t call. I called, the phone was answered, but seemingly inadvertently. I could hear a female voice that may have been hers in the background, as well as background noise. I shouted a few times to attempt to attract her attention, but didn’t succeed. The call was hung up after about 40 seconds. I called back. The phone had been turned off. I left one or two voicemails and attempted calling periodically throughout the night. Still off. I sent an SMS.
Today (Thursday): I attempted to call her throughout the afternoon. The phone was on (rang) but was not answered. I left one or two voicemails today.
| I sent another SMS just now: |
| Please, please call. I am begging you. You have no idea what I am going through. I love you and am not upset but please at least talk to me one last time. <3 D |
I don’t know what to do.
Update: She’s okay.
Oh, and my plans with Tia this weekend fell through. She had plans with some other friends that she made weeks ago, so I got outranked.
So I can officially say, nobody wants me!
