It's Over.

There was no better way to get her mind off everything than cleaning her home vigorously. She swept. She mopped. She dusted. She even washed the dishes that were already clean.

As Izzy stared at the ceiling as she lay on her bed her phone began to ring. She picked it up quickly and dropped it as quickly as she saw Jeremy was the caller. Three more calls and Izzy switched off her cellphone.

Exactly seven minutes after she turned off her phone she heard a knock on her door.

She dragged her feet to the door. She checked through the peephole to see the person. It was Jeremy. She opened the door and walked out of it then closed it behind her. She was in no mood to invite him into her house.

He stood nervously with one hand in his pocket and the other grabbing onto his phone. The phone he had used to call her.

"Hey" he said with a little smile that dropped immediately she replied.

"Hi"

"You packed your things," he said awkwardly.