Lonely Together II (Sequel)

Chapter 32

One day.

One day until Justin would officially be out of my life.

One day until I would surely never see him again.

One day until I was on my own; without him forever.

It hadn't stopped raining since seven this morning. I would know, because I was awake. I had barely slept since Justin and I broke up, and the sooner it got to him leaving, the worse it got.

It was nearing 8:12 a.m., and I was still in the clothes I had worn the night before. I was sitting in the living room, listening to the sound of water pouring. My anxiety was through the roof, and it was all because of Justin. I hated it.

If I couldn't get over him by now, how will I ever?

I took his presence for granted, and that was the worst thing about it. It was my fault that I felt this way.

I picked up my phone and held it in my hands.

Would he think I was crazy?

Despite what my mind was telling me, I called him. I called Justin. My toes curled at the thought of me looking like an idiot; calling him the day before he leaves.

"Hello?"

I froze. Why did I even call?

"Jess?"

"Um, Justin?"

"No," the voice chuckled. "It's Mike. We met at the store the other day, remember?"

How could I possibly forget. "Yeah," I faked a laugh. "I remember. Hey, is Justin around? I really wanted to-"

"Now's probably not the best time, Jess," he sighed. "He's super stressed. He's not nearly packed and his flight leaves tom-"

"I know," I interrupted, not wanting to think about Justin leaving more than I already had. "It's fine. Can you just have him call me back sometime?"

"Do you want to come over?" His words rang in my ears, as did my heartbeat. "We could really use the help. It's all we've been doing these past couple days."

"Um," I stopped, staring at the floor. "I don't really think that'd be a good idea."

"Please, Jess," he pleaded. "I'm worried that he's going to miss his flight tomorrow if we don't get this all done-"

"I'll be over in a bit," I said without even thinking. "Don't worry about it."

"Thank you, Jess," he said with sincerity in his voice. "I'll see you in a bit."

He hung up, and I was left to hear the never ending ringing from the other line.

What have I done?

I was about to be face to face with the person I loved but feared the most. Today. Now.

I jumped up off the couch and sprinted up the stairs, throwing the blanket that was previously in my possession behind me.

"What's going on?" I faintly heard as I ran past Whitney in her pajamas and into the bathroom. "Jess?" She knocked on the door. "Is everything okay?"

I was currently trying to do my makeup as fast as I could and try to make myself look the least bit presentable. "Can I talk to you later? I'm busy," I called out to her from the other side of the door.