There’s a message—I swipe to open it— Message failed to deliver to recipient. Everything inside of me goes cold. He changed his number. Of course he did. I think that’s the moment when I finally accept it. That he doesn’t want me to contact him, that he doesn’t want to get back together. That it’s really over.
Ok, I’m going to have a hard time from here on in because I really hate Jacob now. He’s been a closeted jerk never fully committing before now and essentially using Travis. And now he’s a cowardly chickenshit allowing his parents to dictate his life. I really don’t want to read this next section where no doubt the author tries to make us empathize with him. Tough sell. I really want Travis to meet someone else and tell Jacob to fuck ALL the way off when he contacts him because you just know that’s coming.
