With the phone in hand. I heard the typical sound you hear when a call is dropped.
My expression changed by that time.
─ Rest... I love you... ─. I wanted to say those words, but he interrupted me at first by cutting off the call in one go.
I drop the phone on the bed while hugging my legs. Remembering how little we talked while the call lasted.
After I finished speaking, I noticed that my chest felt tight. It hurt.
With everything that has happened so far. I realized that when we are not acting is when we most seem like a couple.
Even if it's in doubt, Nick trusts me when he has hard-to-fix problems. He doesn't worry me since he has done enough for me by pretending that he is my boyfriend. But still, I can't help but think that there is still something that we haven't decided to consider.
I have him under threat. I know that. But that was the only way to make him obey me.
Even getting all that mistreatment from me... Nick... ignores the physical harm, lets go of the psychological harm, and doesn't seem to really hold a grudge against me. He doesn't care what I do to him, he has never said that he wants to end his fake relationship with me as it is beneficial to both parties.
We do not have to act as long as there is no one near us...
If we could be who we are while no one is around, talking about nonsense, our worries and problems, I think we could even be a good couple.
And what hurts the most...
It's just that I know I'm the only one in love here. However, I still won't give up. At some point I will bring it down.
Well. There is not much that can be done for now.
So after the call was over, I ordered and ate Chinese food, then went to bed to sleep.