justin hadn't showed up since are little fight. mom hadn't been home much either, so I was left to figure things out on my own.
about a week into our little separation, he called me.
hesitating to answer, I picked up the phone.
"I've been obsessing over what you said, mac. please, just. I don't know. I want to change, I do. I'm sorry I'm the way I am. its just that, you're the only one that's ever truly been honest with me."
"Justin. you don't have to change. I'm sorry for what I said. I just can't be in your life. its nothing, you'll make it."
"Mac, stop. that's the point. I've barely known you, but you're the greatest thing. I think about you a lot. they way you talk, and the way you move. its so, different."
"shut up, oh my god." I started to giggle then, because I hate cheesy stuff. its bullshit, but I couldn't lie, it was cute that he was trying.
"see, you're adorable."
"Justin, shut up. go back to work. I have things to do. "
and with that, I hung up.
