Call Me Maybe: Vol. 1

By Ian Schrauth

You've read Tammy's point of view. Now let's hear Justin's.

It's 2014. When Justin Brown was forced to move to St. Louis with his family, he not only had to leave his good friends, his girlfriend gives him some news to make this worse. As new people come into his life, h

• Language: English
• Publisher: HeartStone Virtual Solutions, LLC
• Release date: Mar 19, 2018
• ISBN: 9781088066782

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Call me maybe

Vol. 1

Ian Schrauth

HeartStone Virtual Solutions, LLC

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ISBN-13: 9781088066782

Preface

It was the last week of the school year when I found myself caught up in an unexpected conflict with my girlfriend. She was everything to me—my angel, my confidante, and my best friend. Little did I know that our encounter that day would turn out to be quite a difficult one.

As the final school bell rang, I approached Willma, my girlfriend, with a casual greeting. Hey, Willma, I said, trying to start a normal conversation. How was your day?

Her immediate response, devoid of the usual warmth, sent a shiver down my spine. Justin, I have a confession to make, she said, her tone laced with unease.

Whenever she got straight to the point instead of answering a simple question, it was a clear sign that something significant was about to be revealed. My heart pounded as I replied, trying to sound reassuring, You can tell me anything.

With a deep breath, she confessed, I don't know how to put this, but I've come to terms with the fact that I'm a lesbian. I want nothing more to do with our relationship.

The words hit me like a ton of bricks. It felt as though the ground had shifted beneath my feet. What? I stammered in disbelief. Have you been cheating on me with someone else? I asked, immediately regretting the question as it left my lips.

Yes, she replied firmly. Her name is Katie, and she loves me, she continued, her voice laced with newfound confidence. I've had enough of this relationship, and I'm done with your brown-haired, mouse-faced, blue-eyed self. Good day, sir, she declared before walking away.

I stood there, utterly bewildered, struggling to process the whirlwind of emotions that had just washed over