After driving the 15 minutes, I pull into Josh's driveway. I turn off my car and grip at the steering wheel. I stare at the familiar house in front of me and take a deep breath. I really hope it's not as bad as Jaden said it was cause I don't know if I can see Josh like that. I get out of my car and make my way up to the infamous Richards' door. I slowly raise my fist and leave 3 knocks on the door. Not to long after, the door opens and standing there is Olivia with tears streaming down her face. Oh no. She quickly pulls me into a hug and I hug her back.
Olivia: Sam, you need to talk to him! Please! He wont come out of his room and we heard a lot of things being thrown around and smashed. He wont let us stay in his room or help him for more than like a minute! He might talk to you so please just try!
*She looks at me with hope in her eyes and I nod. God, I hope he's fucking alright.Olivia quickly leads me through her house and up the stairs to Josh's room door. As we get to the door of his room, I see his Dad hugging his Mom who has tears streaming down her face and they are both staring at the door. As Josh's Mom see's me, she quickly pulls me into a hug.*
She whispers: Please try to talk to him?
*I pull away from the hug and nod. I walk up to the door and twist the door knob. To my surprise, it was unlocked. I quietly walked in and walked into his room even quieter. As I see his room, I am in shock. His bed is messed up, his dresser has drawers missing that are scattered over the room, his desk is flipped over and probably broken due to it's current position and there are pieces of glass all over the floor probably from the now shattered full body mirror that used to be on his wall but was now laying face up on the ground. But when I see Josh, my heart sinks to my stomach. He is sitting in the corner of his room, shaking and crying. U cab only see a little of one of his hands but it looks like its bleeding, like a lot. He probably got it from punching the mirror. He looked a very unhealthy amount thin and less muscular than usual. My eye water as he tugs on his hair, continuing to cry and not noticing my presence. I silently make my way over to him, being carful not to step on any of the broken glass. I stand in front of him and crouch down to his level. I place my hands on his knees and he looks up. His face looks horrible. His eyes are red and puffy from crying or being high but I highly doubt he was high and he also has very large dark circles under his eyes. I don't think he has been sleeping. He looks at me with teary eyes and it makes me want to cry so bad but I try my best to hold it together.*
He whispers: I'm sorry.
*I take another glance at his face and nod my head.*
Me: I know, lets get you cleaned up yeah?
*I stand up slowly as he nods. He slowly stands up after me and wipes his tears as we make our way to his bathroom. He keeps his head down, not looking up once. We walk into his bathroom and I tell him to sit on the counter. He does and I grab the first aid kit from under the sink. I quickly wash my heads, making sure not to reveal any of my cuts, and then I start to clean up his bloody hand by first taking out the little pieces of glass.*
Josh says very quietly: I'm sorry. I didn't want t-to hurt you. I-I love you a-and I just, I-
*He then breaks into sobs again. I quickly stop what i'm doing and pull him into a hug. He wraps his hands around my waist and pulls me closer to him. I missed his touch so much. He sobs into the crock of my neck and he feels almost... weak? This boy never cries, maybe he did mean what he said to me.*
He sobs: I-I'm sorry. I l-love you and I d-didn't want to e-ever hurt you.
*I softly play with his hair*
I whisper: I know, its ok baby.
*he continues to cry and doesn't stop for a good 10 minutes. I hate seeing him like this, it breaks my heart. He then stops his full on crying but tears are still falling from his face and mine as well. After I finish wrapping his hand, I look at him and his head is down. I place my hands on each side of his face and dip my head to try to get him to look at me.*
Me: Josh, its ok. I forgive you.
*I don't know if I will mean it later but I sure as fuck mean it now. He shakes his head and still wont look at me.*
Josh: You shouldn't. I'm an asshole. I don't deserve you, I never did. You don't deserve any of the bad things that has happened to you, including me coming into your life.
*A tear slips out of my eyes as I hear him say those words. Sure he may have lied to me our whole relationship but I know what I felt was real. I loved him and if i'm being honest, I still do. I would take twice as much pain to live the past 9 months again the exact same.*
Me: No, you're one of the only good things that has happened to me.
Josh: Look what I did Sam, i'm nothing good for you!
Me: I don't care how much pain you have put me through. None of that matters because what I felt was real, it was never fake with you Josh.
*He finally looks at me with his teary, blue eyes.*
Josh: I'm sorry.
*I nod*
Me: I know. Why don't we go for a little drive after you talk to your parents?
*He nods and hops off of the counter.*
YOU ARE READING
A Million Little Secrets- Josh Richards
RomanceA girl with a dark past, she wants to keep it the past. She has a lot of trust issues but for some reason, she trust's him. Was that a mistake? Will her life crumble down completely? You'll have to read to find out ;) ****Please read at your own ris...
