thirty six.

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A/N: this will be in Destinys POV.

I looked at him with the most straightest face with tears running down my face. "Blake, I have to go." i told him. "please don't go." he begged. "Blake I have to go to Indiana. I don't want to but I have to. don't think of this as a goodbye. think if it as see you soon." I told him with tears coming down. "okay. I have to go now." I told him I gave Blake a hug. "I-" is all I heard before entering the car an crying.

"Destiny. wake up. your crying." Johnson told me. "Blake. where is he?" I asked him. "he uh can't see you." he said. "I had a dream. I was going to Indiana and I was crying. I left him." I said. "listen, you and Blake aren't together anymore. he cheated on you." he said nervous for a response. "oh. okay um that doesn't bother me I guess. I don't talk to him but I wanted to tell him I know who he is though." I said. "okay. I'll let him know." Johnson told me. I got out my phone and looked at my lock screen. "I really like this picture." i told jack while smiling. "so do i. wanna send it to me cause I need it. I like it." he said. I nodded and sent him the picture. he put it as his lock screen also. "so, um are we almost home?" I asked. "yeah. we're pulling in now." Taylor said. I said okay an waited on Johnson to he me out. I looked at my shirt and wanted to read it. so when we got inside, I put another shirt on and read what the other one said. I searched around and one said 'Cameron's mine. not yours. so back off.' I just looked at it then realized that it was that girl beside Cameron. I laughed and looked around more. then one caught my eye. 'I hope we can get you to regain memory. i miss you. -Johnson or your bestfriend.' I smiled and looked at Johnson. he looked at the shirt and smiled and scratched the back of his neck. "can you print the picture of us off?" I asked Johnson. "yeah. hold on." he said. he left for a few and I looked at the picture of us and I got butterflies in my stomach. he came back with four pictures. one of me and him and one of all of us. he printed two so he could have one of his own. I put them on my wall with the others and sat in my bed. I patted a seat next to me so Johnson could sit down. "

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