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As the clock hits 4:00, I start to load my art into my car with Charli's help. She's coming with me for moral support I guess? Josh was supposed to come but... that didn't really work out. About 30 minutes later, we pull into the park where the art fair is. I check in and put up all of my art and set up I guess you could call it. About 5 minutes after I finish setting up, people start walking around and look around. Surprisingly, I sold like 10 pieces. I brought like 45 so I still got a lot to sell. After a customer left, this young couple comes around to what you could call my booth? Its a plastic table with a tent over it. This couple looks around my age. The girl looks around at my art with a smile on her face.

Random girl: Your art is better than most of the people here and your like 20 years younger than them!

*I laugh*

Me: Thank you!

*She smiles and I look over my shoulder at all of my art pieces. My eye lands on this certian piece that I guess you can say was me and Josh but I have no emotional connection with it like I do with the other one. You can say its just a couple:*

*I look at the couple in front of me, linked with hands, and take down my drawing

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*I look at the couple in front of me, linked with hands, and take down my drawing. I hand it to the girl with a smile on my face*

Me: Heres a little gift for you guys! I hope you both work out!

*They both smile at me*

Random girl: Thank you so much but please let me pay for it!

*I shake my head and hand her back the money she placed on the plastic table.*

Me: Please, just take it. I drew this for me and my ex boyfriend and I just hope you guys don't turn out like we did. I can tell you guys really love each other so please just take it!

*She smiles and thanks me again. As they walk away, Charli comes back from getting both of us a coffee from the Starbucks across the street. Then, a middle aged women comes to my booth and just looks at my art with  out saying a word. After like 2 minutes, she looks at me and smiles.*

Lady: I would like to buy your art for a million dollars and donate them to the silent auction. Are you willing? 

*Then it hit me, this is the lady Josh was told me about on my birthday. HOLY SHIT! I couldn't believe what I just heard*

Me: Really?

*She smiles and nods*

Lady: YOu are an amazing artist and your art will sell for more than a million one day!

*I smile and let out a nervous laugh*

Me: Can I please hug you?

*I don't really hug random people but this lady was about to give me a million dollars. She laughs and nods. I walk around the table and pull her into a tight hug. She then gives me the check and I quickly put it in my wallet. As soon as she walks away, I look at Charli and practically ran her over with the big hug I attacked her with. Then, the tears slowly start to fall because of how much I want to be with Josh right now. I let go of my hug wit Charli and sir on the floor leaning against the table. Charli does the same and side hugs me.*

Charli: You want to be with him right now don't you?

*I nod against her shoulder while still letting tears fall*

Charli: Come on, lets get you home.

*I nod again and we stand up. We clean up our trash and everything else we made a mess with. We get in the car and on the way to my house, Charli gets a call from her mom saying that she wants her home. I don't blame her, Charli hasn't been home in like 3 days. I tell her to go and that I will be fine because as much as I love her company, I want to be alone right now. After she left in her own car, I grabbed the triple chocolate ice cream from my freezer and want up to my room. I guess I crossed over to the deep end now? I change into comfy clothes and sit in my bed. I play my sad music playlist over a tiny speaker I have in my room and stare at the drawing of me and Josh. How can I love someone but want to hate them at the same time? Its not fair to me cause i want to hate him so much right now but I-I just can't. I stare at his contact name for a while and cry, contemplating if I should talk to him or not. I decide not to because that one part of me takes over telling me that he will just hurt me more than he already did and I can't take that.*

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