#onefinned

[darladavis]

[text] Lose my number, asshole. - nico

[text] Fine, but only because my therapist told me to stop contacting you for my own mental health [text] but if you REALLY hated me, wouldn’t you just block my number instead of answering?

[darladavis]

part 2: [text] How the hell did you get my number, stalker? - nico

[text] Why do you keep CHANGING your number? [text] It’s not as easy to find them as you think

[darladavis]

@onefinned​: (from here)

“And you think I didn’t care about you?” Nico asked. “Of course I did. You were the first girl I ever truly cared about. I thought we would go strong. But you…you were obsessive! Why did you have to track my every move? Did you not trust me? I never gave you a single reason not to.” He looks away for a moment and balls his hands into fists. “Relationships are built on trust. You clearly didn’t trust me and I don’t know why. That really hurt, Darla.” His hands relax a little bit as do his shoulders. “I don’t understand what I did wrong to make you not trust me. I thought you were better than that, but clearly I was wrong the moment I was interested in you.”

     He was speaking with perfect sense, but by the time the words traveled through her ears and reached her heart, they were garbled into something else. They might as well have been speaking a different language for how widely Darla missed the point of what Nico had been saying. “It’s not about trust—it’s about I love you, and I was scared to lose you! If you love someone, you’re willing to do...whatever it takes to stay with them, even when they don’t see that you’re meant to be together. If that makes me obsessive or—or crazy, then fine! I’m crazy. For you.”