New love // Jizzie ✔️ [3]

Chapter Twenty Three

💗 Lizzies Pov 💗

*2 Years later*

I was walking to Starbucks. I literally haven't been there in like, 2 years. While I was walking, I noticed Joey. He was walking on the opposite side of the street. The sight of him made my stomach hurt. I was doing so well without him. Now, I've seen him again. I started to walk a little faster, but because of my newly purple hair, he will probably notice me. "Lizzie?" Damn it. "Is that really you?"

"No." I say. Joey runs up beside me. "Ugh, what do you want?"

"I don't know. To talk?" He said stopping me. He grabbed my wrist and turned me to face him. Too bad for him, I had my anger face out. "Can we just talk?" I laughed at him. I love him, but I also hate him.

"We have nothing to talk about." I say turning around. He grabbed my wrist again but tighter. "Joey, that hurts." I say looking at my wrist. He quickly pulls his hand away.

"Sorry." He mumbles. I give him a look that says 'whatever'. "Okay, I know you hate me, but I need to tell you something." He starts. I nod to tell him to continue. "I'm a total asshole. I know, but that doesn't mean I stopped loving you. I always have. And leaving you, was the stupidest thing I have ever done. I was hurt and I didn't realize what I had when I had you. I want you to know, that I love you. So much. I never stopped. Please believe me."

"How am I supposed to believe you, when you didn't believe me? Oh, look at me! Two freakin years later! No baby! No Caspar! No one. I had no one for two years, Joey!" I yell.

"I'm sorry. I really am. I can't do anything to make you believe me." He says and looks away.

"Whatever." I say. I turn around and walk away.

"Lizzie! Please! Wait!" Joey calls after me. I ignore him. By now, I'd expect myself to cry and run into his arms. But I'm not. No tears. No Joey. Just me. I'm stronger now. I'm better now.