TAKE 2.

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"Yeah, and then he just runs away." I informed

"Wait, hold up, so he just slams a $10 bill on the counter and runs out without even showing ID?" Zoey asked.

"Yeah, it was so-"

"Not to cut you off or anything Chlo, but why dont you look through some school pictures or something?" Adryenne interrupted.

"I mean yea that'll be smart." Zoey agreed.

"I could but Im so lazy."

"Hm.. okay then. Well we gotta go to bed, early shift tomorrow. They're pre recording a fight for Rhea and this other new boxer girl." Adryenne said. Zoey nodded in agreement.

Sometime I get jealous that they work together. They both work as Nurses in a wrestling company but Zoey is more a personal assistant than a nurse.

"Uhm yea, okay. Night guys." I waved before closing my laptop shut.

"Night!" they shouted as my laptop closed.

I walked over to my bed before throwing myself onto it. I let my mind run for a while before finally coming to the conclusion

I need to find those pictures.

I got up and walked over to my closet taking out a box full of yearbooks and school photos.

I grabbed my yearbook from high school and flipped to the page of senior pictures and kids names.

"Golden hair,sharp jawline, high cheekbones, sharp nose." I said outloud to myself.

Nothing.

Middle school maybe?

"Golden hair, sharp jawline, high cheekbones, sharp nose."

Nothing.

Elementary, it has to be.

"Golden hair,sharp jawline, high cheekbones, sharp nose."

Nothing.

Preschool? This is fucking impossible. Where is this dude from?

I grabbed my preschool class photos and looked. Any kid with golden hair and a sharp nose..

Nothing.

Maybe my camera roll? Maybe he was in the back of a photo I took? I mean afterall I did come back from France like 2 months ago.

I jumped up to go grab my phone and looked through each picture carefully. Examining everything.

Nothing. No Golden hair,sharp jawline, high cheekbones, sharp nose. Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

I looked back in the box. Family photos. Friend photos. Band photos.

Wait.

Band? Band photos? I reached to the bottom of the box and dug through them. Scattered photos of John B, Pope, JJ.

Oh my god. Thats it. Thats JJ. The man I saw, the one that ran away. Thats JJ. But we broke up.

Once upon a time I was a in a band. I started at 16, dropped out of school and risked everything. These guys promised me success, money and friendship. I left Chicago, drove 12 hours to get to North Carolina. I found my success. And I found love.

Mhm, I dated JJ. We kept it a secret but was caught one day making out. At first the band tried to stay together but tension was high and we all split up for better careers, and because it was better for us. John B makes music still. Ive heard it, its good. It has kind of an indie summer vibe, kind of like Frank Ocean and Steve Lacy. Pope owns a restaurant. Same to him, kind of summer vibe to it. Its a seafood restaurant. One of the best in Miami, although their fries can be pretty bland.

But JJ? He went far away. So far away. I thought he was missing. Til today.

Our breakup was messy. He told me to come with him, to leave everything behind, at first I agreed, but when we arrived at the train station and he got on the train, I choked. I realized that I didn't want to go with him, and when that train left and he realized that I lied, I never saw him again.

None of my friends bring it up, I'm glad they dont. I haven't dated anyone since him, I can't find anyone like him.

I flipped to the back of the photo.

212-745-5612.

I picked up my phone and dialed the number. With each digit my hands got shakier. By the last number it was a miracle how my phone wasn't on the ground.

BRRRR.

First ring.

BRRRR

Second ring.

"Hello?"

Voice.

"JJ?"

I immediately got hang up on.

I called back.

"Im sorry, but the person you called is currently not available. Goodbye."

He blocked me?

I set my phone down and stood up before kicking the box.

DING

I checked my phone. An unknown ID.

"You've ruined me Chloe. And I plan on returning the favor."
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A/N: HEHE, Yall please dont call the number i put (if its real) for the most part it was just a made up number. Please go check out my other story named "The score" Its a fanfic for my other friend adryenne🫶

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