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Waking up in an apartment by yourself was sucky. It was relaxing but at the same time it felt lonely. Groaning and stretching out, I felt my back finally crack and I smiled satisfied with it. Ha I was weird but hey I live alone. Well not technically. I have golden retriever named Tito. I felt something hit my foot from the edge of the bed and realized Tito's cold nose was hitting my foot and he was begging for food and walk. I laughed.

"You wanna go for a walk Tito!", I asked while getting up.He barked and that was my cue to go and get ready for the dog park. walking to the kitchen, I yawned a few times and popped a k cup into my keurig. I pressed the brew button and I left to go find my glasses somewhere. quickly throwing those on I poured some food into Tito's bowl.

Coming back to my coffee, I threw a little creamer into it and a bit of sugar as well. Walking to my coffee table that over looks the city of Toronto Canada. I looked at my table and I noticed a few news papers were thrown on my table. I picked up one that had yesterdays date on it and started to read the front page but instead I looked back at the table where a certain picture frame lay.

Jonathon Good.

We had our arms around each other and we were covered in mud from the time we went mud racing. He was making a funky face and I was smiling having the time of my life.

Oh that reminds me that I had that dream again. Ever since Jon left me I've had dreams about the day it happened. They were always so detailed that I could describe them so delicately. Usually when you have dreams you can't remember them. Its now 2012 and Jon is very successful now a days. He's in WWE's developmental program under the name I came up for him. When he first debuted with that name I flipped. I screamed at him over TV. I was so mad and I wanted him to have a different name but I guess its his decision right? I was a little flattered but not much. He's now in a tag team group called the Shield with my Ex Colby and a guy named Joe. Thats right. Colby and I broke up shortly after Jon's departure because he was called into FCW and he wouldn't have time for a long distance relationship. I totally agreed with him because I didn't want to hold him back when he should be doing what he should do and have fun. I'm happy for Jon and Colby. I really am, I just can't bare to watch him have the time because it reminds me that he already forgot about me.

Yes I know he forgot about me, He was doing a podcast with a few youtuber's and somehow they got my name. He replied and I quote'Never heard of her in my life'. Which its about time I should give up and move along. I will admit my heart broke all over again knowing that he was gone and didn't love me anymore but I will never stop loving him. He was my first real best friend that I did everything with.

I looked out over my new city and thought 'Its time to follow my dream'. I knew it was time to. I looked over at Tito who was watching me the whole time with an impatient look on his face. I laughed and shook my head.

"Let me go get ready, and then I'll take you to see all your doggy friends", I said playfully said to him and his tale went 2/40. I walked to my bathroom and took a glance in the mirror. My light brown hair was straighter than its usual curl and my blue eyes sort of looked lifeless. Normal days for me. quickly taking a shower to freshen up and a pair of dark blue jeans paired with knee high black boots, I can't forget about my favorite gray blouse and dangly necklace I got for my birthday from my bestfriend.

It was fairly warm for November in Toronto which was weird after living here for 4 years. I moved here about a year and a half after Jon left. I never heard anything from him so I decided it as time to move because my parents were getting more abusive and there was no reason for staying if not knowing Jon would never visit again. I saved up for an apartment and surprisingly I had enough for this beauty in a beautiful building in my favorite city in the world.

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