He smiles at me. Once again, he glances at his watch.
'Oh crap... I need to go. I am so sorry Millie. Text me!' He shouts, sprinting off. He winks at me. As he is speeding out of the gates I see a minature book lying on the ground. It must have fallen out of Josh's pocket. The kiss, still lingering on my lips creating a tangy sensation stayed there whilst I walked over and picked up the cute book.
It was a hardback, blue diary with a pen attached to the side of it. It must be Josh's. There was nobody else at the park. Time to find out!
I prised open the book. I was worried about reading his diary. Eh, whatever. It's might not even be his. as I opened the cover, I see loads of squiggly, small writing crawling across the page in a sprawled-out pattern. I started reading the first entry.
04/05/15
My name is Josh Hutcherson. I am 17 years old. It seems stupid, but I am writing a pocket diary. Dunno why, way too old for this sh*t but I need someone or something to talk to.
09/05/15
Today my dad attacked me. Yes. He attacked me. I hope he is just stressing from work. I now have black bruises on my legs. I am so upset, I don't know what to do.
13/05/15
It happened again. My dad seems to hate me. What did I do wrong? He is now abusing my sister. I feel trapped. I have nothing to do. He threatens us.
I don't know what to do. If I run away, he will catch me and it will make it worse. I need someone to talk to.
23/07/15
I am out of prison. Yes! I was in prison! It's a long story.
Dad kept hurting us. Then he took it to another level. He grabbed a knife. Naturally, I grabbed one too and stabbed his leg. Every ounce of love I had for him had gone. He was a bad father. He was an alcoholic, he shoplifted and took drugs. So I had to drop him. I am now free again. He is not dead though. I didn't make the cut very deep. But now I have moved far, far away from Central London. I now live with my grandparents. They hate me and Jess. Jess is so small, only 7. She's been through the same as me though, so i connect with her.
However
I need a girl to love.
19/09/15
I have seen a girl. I am in the mall. She has curly hair and she is quite short. She is standing next to a tall, pretty girl with long straight hair down to her hip. I try to ignore the short girl but my eyes are drawn to her. She looks so pretty, clutching a handbag, labeled 'Macy'. What a cute name! I go and see her and ask for her number. Wish me luck....
I drop the book, tears streaming down my face. So it wasn't me he was after! I felt angry to Josh and Macy! I HATED THEM!
I ran home.
Hope you enjoyed!
I'm not calling myself pretty don't worry 😂😂 its for the story
Guys I know he is 22 but I wanted to make it a bit more.. Yeah.
HOPE U ENJOYED - part four is gonna be amazing
