[ WP ] The reason she never called you back was because she was abducted by an alien civilization . She adapted , grew , and lead a rebellion to overthrow the tyrant that ruled there . Today she just texted that she wants to go out again .

Everything was perfect. This was going to be the night that everything would be moving in the right direction. It just had n't been the same since I met her four years ago, but I had found another that I had told myself was even better. In a short time, I would finally make the commitment that I had been afraid to for too long. 
 
 The room had been cleaned and arranged perfectly. I breathe in deeply and take in what my hands had created. It was n't much, but it was the absolute best that I could do. I was so anxious about everything going right, I wrote down what I would say when the opportunity showed itself. 
 
 I sat in the front room for what seemed like ages, waiting for my guest to arrive. I fell into a trance thinking back to her, what transpired and how it went wrong. I managed to tell myself that it was n't my fault. I could n't change who I was, and if she could n't deal with that, then good riddance. 
 
 A loud knock on the door snaps me out of my reminiscing. I snap to attention, and help my guest in. After a few moments, I help her into her place. Finally, the time has come. 
 
 I reach and touch her with a gentle caress, hoping to properly demonstrate how important this moment would be. I nervously recite the words I had rehearsed several times now. They seem to flow through effortlessly as my guest sits there, watching, observing and remembering. 
 
 As I finish, I am interrupted by an annoying vibration. I realize I had forgotten to turn off my phone, how shortsighted! I quickly reach into my pocket, retrieving the device and I steal a glance at the screen. 
 
 NO. 
 
 It ca n't be her! Why would she, after all these years, send a message at this moment. This exact moment! How fortuitous, it would seem, that what I thought would be the solution to my problems would present herself at this pivotal time in my life! 
 
 `` No. I ca n't now, this is what is best for me'' I whisper to myself, as I quickly open the message. 
 
 `` I'm sorry its been so long. I need to explain my actions to you. Can we meet?'' 
 
 I chuckle to myself as I shake my head. How naive of her! She chose to turn away from me. I did n't feel she merited a response at this point, much more with my precious guest in my presence! 
 
 I quickly type a insincere, yet poignant message... `` You're too late.'' 
 
 I smirk as I look intently at my guest in her seat. I almost lose myself in the reflections of her eyes. 
 
 Sitting for a perceived eternity, I close my eyes and exhale. Sweet closure. 
 
 I put the revolver to my head and violently pull the trigger. 
 
 Relief.
