Chapter Thirty-three

Will is turning about in his bed at night. He previously didn't think he would be so affected if Annie rejected his love but now that she did….. he couldn't sleep, he couldn't even pick up his phone without wanting to re-read the message she sent to him just to check if it was real. All his music suddenly seemed annoying to him but he was bored as hell.

"Argh…. why did I fall in love in the first place?", he complains and curses. He had already drank three bottles of beer but suddenly lost interest in getting drunk and stopped. He was trying to keep in how hurt he felt but it was consuming him on the inside.

He is still tossing about in his bed when his phone rings. He picks it and it was Annie. He tries to ignore it like he did the previous night but she seemed to be more persistent today. He switches off his phone and tosses his pillow away exasperatedly. He groans and continues tossing around in his bed.

He is finally about to sleep off when he hears the doorbell. He frowns