Journal:

It's another one of those nights. I'm wishing he would call. I'm not necessarily sad, more bitter. I'm thinking about next year. It's bound to bring more disappointment. He's getting married. I'm hoping he changes his mind like he always does. Perhaps he will. Does that mean good for me? It doesn't mean he'll be in love with me, the way I'm in love with him. Am I just a joke to him, like it I am to everyone else. Great. Now I'm sad. I really need a drink. I just wish he would call, so I could argue with him. Every time I argue with him he always ends up coming over. Then I can just lay my head on his chest and drift off in to happiness. Even if only for a moment. What will I start and argument about? Oh yeah. He's doing this new thing where he's calling me by my real name. I love when he says it. It makes me feel like maybe he does take me seriously. Maybe he does really love me. Could he really love and respect me, a doll. I'm not even a doll of high-class. He should call me. I could pretend I have an attitude with him. I coud answer sounding really mad, or maybe bored. That should really piss him off. And it'll let me know if he really does give a damn about me. Yeah and when he does call, I'll wait to the like third or fourth ring. If it even gets that far. That should really get him going. Oh my goodness what is that annoying sound. It's my phone. Well, well, well. Guess who it is?

The Phone rings 3 times before there is an answer.

Onika:Hello. -In a lifeless tone-

Dwayne:Hey.

Onika:Hey.-In a lifeless tone-

Dwayne:What are you doing?

Onika:Nothing.

Dwayne:Oh. I might come by later.

Her thoughts:Later?

Onika:Oh, okay. Well I'm really busy so if that was it, bye. -Puts her finger to the end button, as if about to push it-

Dwayne: Wait. Hold on.

Onika:What?

Dwayne:Why are you trying to get me off the phone so fast.

Onika: I'm bus-

Dwayne:-Cuts her off- You up lookin' at pictures of me again huh?

Onika-Despite much effort not to breaks out in laughter-

Dwayne-Can hear her smile over the phone. This alone causes him to smile. Then he imagines her smile, the craters in her face, the way her nose wrinkles when it happens. He has his fill, what he called for, his heart-warm. His unbreakable happiness.

Onika:No. I was watching videos of you for your information.

Dwayne-Laughs-

Onika-The same feeling has came unto her. Her heart is warmed.

Dwayne:So. Are you supposed to be mad at me?

Onika: No.-In a manner that she knows will suggest she is-

Dwayne:Ahuh. Sure you are.

Onika: I said no...

Dwayne: Is that what you really wanted me to think?

Onika-She stays silent-

Her thoughts: No. Now come over.

Dwayne:Yeah, okay.

Onika:Okay... -As If his response is confusing and unreadable to her-

Dwayne: 3 really

Onika: What?

Dwayne: 3 rings really. You expect me to believe that you really accidentally missed my call for 3 rings. Come on. You know you were sitting around waiting for it.

Onika:-Now very upset.- You know my life doesn't just revolve around you. I didn't even know it was you because I don't even have your number stored in my phone.

Dwayne: Yeah right so if I come over right now my number isn't stored in your phone.

Onika:No. -Trying to sound as honest as possible-

Dwayne: You mean if I come over right now and if I looked in your phone. I wouldn't find my number in your phone.

Onika:-Angrily- No. But you're welcome to come over and check.

Dwayne: You can delete them, duh.

Onika:Well I guess you'll never know huh. -Hangs up in his face-

Her thoughts: That's right, come over.

Dwayne- Now angry, heads over to Onika's condo-