Learn to love again

Chapter 4 not so welcoming

Chapter 4 Not So Welcoming

Jay's pov

I slid back into the crowd as soon as those last few words left my mouth I scolded myself for letting my guard down even for a second. The less Justin new about me the less chance of him remembering. Even though it hurt me a little that he didn't remember I knew I was probably for the best. I grabbed my suitcase from the conveyor belt and was walking towered the exit when I noticed I had three unanswered messages. One from coach who I quickly texts back saying I was fine and had made it here safely and two form my mom. What could she possibly want beside to tell me am ugly, stupid, no one loves me. Or on a good day to ask for money. I opened the message only to find out she forgot to tell y grandparents when I'd get there and that I'd have to find my own way there. To be honest I was surprised at all this was just typical mom for me. I attempted to hail a cab with no luck, so relying on the fact that I thought I knew how to get there I began to walk/ run. With my duffel bag slung over my shoulder, the wind felt good against my face my arms were soaking up the rays since I'd taken off my hoodie. After about half a mile, I turned down a dirt road which leads to a row a quaint little house. I quickly recognized my grandparents because it was the only one with a yellow door. I walked up the driveway the house looked the same as it did ten years ago when I'd come with Justin in happier times. I was still just a run down and it still needed a paint job. I walked up the rickety stairs and rung the bell, but got nervous when I heard shuffling inside. The door opens reviling two very puzzled looking faces.

      "Hello dear, how can I help you?" the older gentlemen asked. I gave them weird looks. Now I was puzzled too.

      "What?! Don't you remember me? Jay, your granddaughter?" I questioned them. Without them saying anything they pulled me inside the house and began to hug me. They told me they were sorry to not have recognized me. But it was because of how much I'd grown and the last time they'd seen me. I was just a little tot. They said that they would have picked me up, but my mother hadn't told them when I'd be arriving. I quickly pulled away I wasn't used to all this attention. I told them I was jet legged and was going to bed. There faced fell, but before they could respond I ran up the stairs to my old room and jumped onto the bed. I really was tired, but more than anything I just wanted to get away form everything, I felt myself slip into a deep dark, emotionless, lonely sleep. Just how I like it because that's how I felt inside. Cold, Empty, Lonely, and most of all Forgotten. I wasn't only forgotten by them, but by Justin. The person who swore they'd never forget me, I felt a lonely tear slid down my face, I swiped it away with one hand.

“Snap out of it Jay, of course he forgot you everyone forgot you, and you deserve everything your mother does to you for killing your father.”

 A voice whispered in the dark, emotionless sleep that I had entered.