"Why didn't you pick up?" Leo asked angrily.
Well, that lasted long.
"Because I don't want to talk to you, or see your stupid face," I said.
Leo averted his eyes, and ran a hand through his hair.
"I'm sorry, Millie," he said softly.
Leo started shuffling around. The screen is so close to his face that I can't tell what he's doing. Not that I care anyway.
"I don't care," I stated.
"Then why do you look like you've been crying?" Leo retorted.
I froze. I know that you can tell I've been crying on and off. Once again, Leo is playing on my insecurities.
I stared at the screen, at his face. More tears filled my eyes. My bottom lip trembled.
"Do you even care?" I whispered.
Leo paused whatever he was doing. His eyes snapped to mine. I don't care how weak I look right now. Knowing that
