she hated showing herself weak or anxious and it always manifested in keeping her up late at night without being able to fall asleep. neither family or friends knew about the insomnia, that was how she liked it. still ... bella couldn't help but to pull up dominics contact — staring down at his name until it was blurry. she wanted to see him, to have him close, to see his annoying smile when he teased her. on a quick whim, she typed him a message. ' hey, what are you doing rn? ' it basically sounded like a booty call but she didn't know what else to say without hinting at how she was feeling. ' i guess i can't sleep tonight ' again she pressed send. and then the thought appeared — maybe he wasn't even awake. then she would certainly think her messages would look pathetic in the morning. she let go off her phone, taking a deep breath while sitting up straight. thinking about him while not being physically near, made her feel sick. he made her feel so many things — she both hated it and loved it. but isabella knew that her mind would quiet down if he was there with her. // @ghostwritcr