September 22nd
It's been two days since Jack and I fought, and it's been a really tough couple of days. We haven't spoken or texted each other, and it feels like there's a huge gap between us.
But today, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I sent Jack a text message, apologizing for my part in our fight.
"Hey Jack, I'm sorry for getting so upset the other day. I know you didn't mean to hurt my feelings, and I overreacted. Can we talk about this in person?"
I was nervous as I waited for Jack's response. What if he didn't want to talk to me? What if he was still mad?
But then my phone buzzed, and I saw Jack's name on the screen.
"Hey Emma, I'm sorry too. I was wrong to dismiss your feelings, and I should have been more considerate. Can we meet up at the park tomorrow?"
I felt a wave of relief wash over me as I read Jack's message. We were going to be okay.
The next day, Jack and I met up at the park, and we talked for hours. We worked through our issues, and we both apologized for our parts in the fight.
As we hugged each other tightly, I knew that our relationship was stronger than ever. We had weathered our first storm, and we had come out even closer on the other side.