Why Did My Ex Block Me Novels & Stories

I promise not to bother you too much but being able to send a message once in a while might actually help. An assumption formed in my head that this had to be my ex-mate. So, I decided not to reply because I don’t want the bond to grow stronger. I know he might think that he is slick but I know a man can be persistent when he wants a woman. I rolled my eyes and blocked his number. I won’t allow him to get close to me or even be friends for the sake of my boyfriend and our relationship.

I'm also too lazy to go out, so I just went on a movie marathon. While I was watching a show, my cellphone rang several times. It was my ex-boyfriend. What could he possibly want from me? I wasn't planning to answer Greg's call, but in the end, I decided to talk to him. However, this will be the last time I talk to him on the phone because, after our conversation today, I will block his number so he can't call me anymore. "What do you need?" I asked Greg lifelessly as soon as I answered his call.

Yes, you read that right. I blocked and deleted his number. After I confirmed that I was still very much attracted to women, I decided to cut ties with him. To remove anything from my life that would drag me into that state of confusion. Before I blocked his number, he tried reaching out twice, but I kept conversations brief, using excuses like: 'Can we talk later? I'm busy' or 'I'll call you back, I'm in the middle of something.' I never followed up, and since I blocked him, we've had no further contact.

I said sharply. “Relax,” he muttered, inspecting the joint. “I told you I don’t want this,” I said, yanking harder. His eyes flicked up, meeting mine. “I tried to call you.” The words made my chest ache. I blinked, stunned for a moment, then shook my head. “Don’t.” “I did,” he pressed. “You wouldn’t answer. I left messages. You—” “I blocked you,” I cut in, my voice cold. “On everything.”

All of this because I had to see Kale. I couldn’t believe I’d actually blocked him. The conversation I’d had late last night with Kenize made me want to text him, and that was when I realized I couldn’t even see his messages. I was confused and didn’t know why, so I asked Kenize for help. She pointed it out immediately and helped me unblock him. I didn’t remember doing it. I had no reason to. So I guessed it must have been an accident. Because I felt so horrible about it, that was why I was putting in the extra effort to finally see him.

“Your turn.” I raised a questioning brow. “My turn?” “Why did you block me? I was calling and texting non-stop.” Uh... “I blocked you? Oh! The strange number, I didn't know it was you.” He rubbed his thumb over my lips. “You picked up once, but then you hung up when I said hello.” “Well, that was because I was mad and didn't want to talk to you. You ignored my calls, so I ignored yours. Besides, it was a single women's vacation, so speaking to men was prohibited unless we did it together.”

"Not answering my calls? You just withdrew the application, and now do you want a divorce again?" The message sending failed. He discovered that Amelia had blocked him.

As the ambulance left, she sat inside the car and drove off. When she returned home, she immediately enabled the sim to message him. Her mouth dropped open in shock as she saw 100+ messages from his number. Why are you not responding? Where are you? Did you block me? Why? I made the wrong assumption that you were unique and would never leave me. But you are the same. I regretted that day when I replied to you. Please, at least, explain why you blocked me. It's been two days, I'm still waiting for your reply.

" I chatted Tyler up but I got no reply. Minutes later, I got a notification on my phone. "You have been blocked by Tyler." I was devasted and I broke down into tears. How could things go this horrible. I had no idea that Tyler's dad was going to ground Tyler for it. I was miserable and tried to call Katie so that we could talk things out. After I called her about three times, she blocked me to. I was miserable the more. I couldn't go home and spent the entire day in the library with my head on my math textbook crying.

Dad hung up and stared angrily at the phone. “Dad, why don’t you just block her number? Give me your phone.” Dad gave me his mobile and I blocked Mother's number. “Can you do that to your sisters and Dante’s number? They have been calling too, and I am not interested in hearing from any of them.” I blocked all the different numbers Dad wanted, and I was surprised by the number of people Dad needed to be blocked and was getting harassed by them, on behalf of his ex-wife.