Why Did My Ex Block Me Novels & Stories

"I didn’t hear a word from you, Alex. Not a call, not a text, nothing. I checked my phone every day, hoping—" "No," I interrupted, my voice shaking. "No, that’s not true. I called you so many times. I *texted* you." He stepped closer, his eyes blazing. "Then why the hell didn’t I see them? Did you block me or something?" The question hung in the air, and suddenly, everything clicked. My stomach churned as I realized the truth. "I did," I whispered, my voice hollow. "I blocked you." Liam froze, staring at me in stunned silence.

"You wasn't excited to see me at all?" I jerked my hand free from his grasp painfully aware that we were now sitting close enough we could reach out and touch. "You made my stomach drop to my feet, and not in a good way. It hurt to see you, Seth. I can't tell you how many nights I sat up willing my phone to ring and it be you. I can't explain how much my heart would break when my phone would go off and it wouldn't be you." Seth took a hit of his blunt, "why did you block me on Instagram?"

I thought maybe I had sent something wrong by accident. I opened my chat history and read through it again and again. I even tapped on my own reply, that simple "OK," and zoomed in on it like I might find some hidden mistake. However, there was nothing. Could it be my recent work performance? I wondered, a knot forming in my chest. I quickly opened my supervisor's chat, ready to ask what was going on. A red exclamation mark popped up on the screen. [You have been blocked.] My heartbeat sped up, and panic began creeping in as I tried messaging other coworkers in my department, only to find that every single one of them had blocked me too.

“I don’t know what to do. I have already told him I’m not interested. I have also told him countless times that I'm married but he is adamant.” “Block him, Reina. He is clearly not respecting your boundaries. He's stupid for that.” “I guess I will have to,” I said, though part of me felt bad about it. Blocking someone felt so final, but at this point, I didn’t see any other option. I needed him out of my life. I grabbed my phone and hovered over the block button. Just as I was about to press it, another message came through. “I’m outside your office. Can we talk?*

I thought love was a slow burn that would eventually catch. Reality was a claw across the face. It was so brutal that I didn't even have the strength to shift. I sat in the back of the car, watching the world I ruled pass me by, feeling like a king of nothing. I pulled out my private device and navigated to the contact I had never deleted. I typed a single word: Why? The system immediately pinged back with a red notification. I had been blocked. The link was dead. I stared at the screen until my eyes burned. Then, with a hand that didn't feel like mine, I removed the name from my favorites. I messaged Tyler.

I checked the block list and found my correct number there. "A, someone messed my number on your phone so you felt like you were calling me but it wasn't. B, I’m on your block list so you couldn't receive my calls." I showed him. He surely had called me a lot and I did too but we both were unable to get in touch with each other.

No matter how hurt I was. No matter how much space we needed. Blocking her felt too final. My heart began to beat faster. Maybe she blocked me again? But I had checked before. She had unblocked me. I saw her status once. So why was it saying I blocked her? My fingers moved quickly. I went into settings. Blocked contacts. Her name was there. My chest tightened. I didn’t do this. I would remember if I did. I removed her from the blocked list immediately. My hands were slightly shaking now.

Oh, this is what this is all about? “Yes!” I said straightforwardly. “Why did you block me? I just wanted to talk, what was so wrong about that?” “Why would you just want to talk?” I asked him. “What did you want to say? Why would you even message me? Let's not even talk about how you got my number.” He pushed his hair back, “I'm here now, what did you want to talk about?” “Can you unblock me?” He asked. Why should I? That was enough proof that I didn't want to speak to him.

] Vance: [Are you two together now? That was none of his business. She didn't bother replying and blocked him again. Vance: [Please don't block me. Even if we're not married anymore, just knowing you're doing well would put my mind at ease.] Only a red exclamation mark appeared on the screen, along with the prompt: [The recipient is not your friend.] He stared at the chat window and smiled bitterly. But he couldn't bring himself to close it. He had been stuck in Rebecca's blacklist for so long. Even when she occasionally let him out, she quickly put him back in, just like today. So, their chat history was painfully short.

I looked at it again, looking through the lines as I was in awe and screamed, “ I have been blocked.” He didn't hesitate to block me, he ended the relationship with me, just like that. It was unexpected but it showed me the reality, it made me know it wasn't a slip of the fingers but the actual real deal, he did it and no one else. Why? What was the reason?