3 days later
For the last three days I had been really sad. I mean I had alot on my plate. wether or not to call Justin, Bailey.
I woke up on my mothers couch with my grandmas quilt on me with my angry bird pajamas on.
I Decided I needed to get other Baileys death.
But I still was thinking wether or not to call Justin still.
I spent the night at my mom and grandmas apartment since the funeral.
I got the napkin out of my bag and just stared at it for awhile. Looking at the faint ring on it from Justins drink.
Next thing I know I feel to hands on my shoulders. Its mom.
"Call him, Bailey would want you to do this"
"Okay ill do it"
I grabbed my iPhone and..
823-555-3456
Ring-RIng-Ring
"Hey Dylan!"
