Dear Angela,
What the actual hell?
You left me? When you knew you had my child? Our child?
Why?
Did you not think about me at all? Did you assume I would hate you and run away? Did you think I would be a terrible father and just ditch me?
If so, you should know me better.
What happened to us?
We were High School lovers, childhood friends. We were meant to get married. I don't know why you had to slap me call me an ass and walk out.
Throwing years and years away.
Did I mean nothing to you? Was everything a joke.
Was Evan mean anything to you?
What are you going to tell him when he asks about a his father? That I was an asshole? That I was the one who cheated.
I have one question for you? Along with the many other questions.
If you loved me, why did you do all of it?
Cheat, slap, and leave.
That whole night replays over and over in my head. From the moment I opened our bedroom door to the second I slammed the house door.
In all the letters, you said you loved me, that you always will.
But of course, I find it hard to believe.
But then again, you nearly killed yourself. No one if it was actually suicide or a fault in the system.
But here I am anyways, skipping the first few band rehearsals, waiting for you to wake up.
If you even do wake up, is the question.
Love, Justin Hills
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~~ JUSTIN'S P.O.V ~~
Going into the room was the hard part for me.
I wasn't sure if I wanted to anymore in the first place. She lied, cheated and blamed me.
She cheated on me, with my own kid in her stomach.
(Yes, I'm pretty sure you can do that. If not, deal with it:-))
But after a few minutes and the nurses questioning me a whole lot, I came through.
~~~FLASHBACK~~~
"Sir? Justin? Are you okay?"
No
I slowly opened my eyes to see a few people surrounding me, my eyes squinting, getting used to the bright lighting.
"Justin?"
"Yeah" I groaned, sitting up, "I'm fine."
The nurses surrounding me helped me up and I realized, the only one I knew was the small blond that I was talking to before.
"Sir? We're going to do a little test to see if everything is alright with you. Okay."
A test, I don't need a test.
Mind my was racing. So many thoughts were going through my head. I have a kid. A little me? Why didn't anyone tell me?
Maybe, they thought I new, and Angela told them that I left.
But that doesn't seem like her. She was always so sweet. So nice and innocent.
But then she cheated on you.
That thought has been running through my head since it all happened.
She cheated. She was unfaithful.
"Justin?" I heard from behind me.
I turned around to see the nurse I was talking to before. She looked extremely worried and surprised. Her eyes were wide, mouth in a straight line, eyebrows furrowed.
"Yeah?"
"Did you even know about Evan?"
No, I didn't my 1 year old child. I never knew about.
I shook my head no, afraid that if I talked my voice would give up. My wall would fall.
"Do you want to meet him?"
My eyes went wide with surprise. Meet him? They would let me?
You are his dad...
"Yes" I said quickly, nodding my head in pure happiness.
I'm gonna meet my baby.
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~Hey
So that wasn't the end of the flashback, I just felt it was a nice place to end with.
Next chapter up either tonight or tomorrow. :-)
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