Dear You, I Need You ||Justin Hills||

Justin's P.O.V.

(Not edited)

It was all too much. Seeing her, the baby. Everything. My mind was racing, I was gasping for breath. I could deal with it anymore. 

I left. 

I did the thing I promised Angela I'd never, again. 

I left her. 

It was so hard seeing her again. After walking in on an affair. After she said the things she said. 

I ran further down the abandoned street, not caring where I was going, when I was going to be back. I just needed to get away. 

The cold air was biting my skin. Reminding me about the Jacket that sat in the chair next to Angela. 

Angela, the person who hurt me the most. The one person who was never supposed to hurt me. 

All the negative thoughts were racing through my head. Telling me she never cared. Telling me it was all a sad little joke, a joke that I fell for. Seeing Angela again reminded me of the night it all went down. All it took was walking into my bedroom, before the whole world crashed around me. 

It was exactly one month after our 3 year anniversary. We were together for three years and a month. We knew each other for 8 years. I guess she didn't think that was enough when she hooked up with my best friend. 

Of course i didn't matter, it's not like I saved her from her asshole parents. Or stuck up to the bitches of the school. I guess it doesn't matter that I helped her out of the deep depression she was drowning in. 

  Maybe I am being selfish, thinking that I helped her through out her whole goddamn life. I didn't pass her tests, change her diapers. Nothing like that. But I know, for a fact, that I saved her life. I was her suicide hotline. I was the bully hotline. I was, in a way, her savior. 

For god sakes! I loved her! I gave her my everything plus a little. Just to be stabbed in the back. I guess savior's aren't important when you have another person, whose apparently better looking. The jock. A real charmer. 

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I subconsciously walked down the all too familiar street. I don't have one clue how I got here. Nor do I care. 

This street is the one street burned into my memory, I can't ever get it out of my mind. I lived here with Angela. All the neighbors were our friends. One of our neighbors seemed too close to Angela. 

There's so many memories on this one street. Happy memories, sad memories, scared and content. The bench on the opposite side of the road, where I first meet Angela. The house down the street, Angela and I lived in. A park right around the corner, where we had our first date. The house next to me, where the man who took my girlfriend, soon to be fiance,  lived. 

I don't know if I'm still mad at him or if it's a moment where I get pissed off, but I felt the need to blame it all on him. 

But I don't, instead, I continue the walk down the street and run my hand through my hair. I regret not grabbing my jacket. I was shaking and trembling. It had to be lower than 40 degrees. 

My eyes spotted the old bench and I quickly decided to sit down, suddenly feeling tired. Emotionally and Physically. 

Why did I have to run? Every time, I end up getting hurt and regretting it all. But, does she even deserve me? Everyone in the band told me, times and times again, that she didn't deserve me. She cheated, lied, blamed. Why would she deserve someone who gave her everything. But the again, I wasn't angel. No, I didn't cheat. But I gave up. 

"Haven't see you here in a while."

Those words, that voice, the aura around this person, made my blood boil. I felt my fists clench as I looked to my side. He was here, casually sitting next to me. A cold smirk on his face. 

Oh boy, how I wanted to slap that smirk into next decade. 

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~I'm terrible, I know. 

I could write down all the excuses I have as to why my update was, what, 2 weeks? three weeks?, late. 

I was sick, I went to a concert, I had a giant science project. It all happened, but I should've made time for this book. 

I'm soooorrrrryyyyyy

Oh and, cliffhanger :)))))))

But omg, I went to a concert on Friday and I can't stop thinking about. I got VIP tickets and everything. I still can't believe it. It was to Crown the Empire and Issues so if you know who they are, you slay. 

I have so many stories but good god I will not tell them. 

Also, other good news, as you might know, I've had a big ole knee brace on since 2 Wednesdays ago. I get it off this Wednesday and I'm so happy. But they are talking about Physical Therapy and some shit. No thanks. 

Tell me what you though of the chapter and maybe what you think will happen next chapter???

Song above is by Issues since I'm currently addicted again.   

Disappear (Remember When) ~ Issues

They also have an acoustic album which is A++++++++++ If you like the song and never heard of them, look up the song King of Amarillo and the song The Realist because yeessssss

ANd omg, David Escamilla  is 1100\10 :) I love him sm. 

yeah, I fangirl :) BUT I GOT TO MEET THEM SO IT IS A OKAY 

Sorry, I'm done? Maybe 

see ya later. 

I'm pretty sure the A/N is longer than the update IM SO SORRY. 

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