Allison & Scribe. Part 9

As Allison was getting out of the bath, she walked into her room to someone sitting on her bed. She nearly screamed until she realized it was Dallas. Then her heart dropped as she had hoped it would have been Scribe.

"Oh no this ain't waiting until morning. Spill!" Dallas demanded.

So, Allison told her what happened. "Do you think I over reacted?"

"Absolutely not! You have every right to feel how you felt. He is in the wrong here, not you. Has he tried calling or texting you?" Dallas asked.

"There were a couple before I turned my phone off. I was afraid I'd do something I'd regret if I tried to respond right now." Allison explained.

"That's probably wise." Dallas agreed.

"I swear, it was like déjà vu all over again. Am I so forgettable? If I'm his soulmate, how can I be forgotten so quickly and twice?" Allison whispered.

"Turn you phone on, let's see what the meathead has to say." Dallas ordered.

As soon as she turned her phon