Chapter 3

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  I got home and took a shower. I had 3 hands slapped on my butt and 2 boob grabs. I hate working there. I have been seriously considering quitting and working as a real employ, and not a rejected hooker. At least i didn't get kissed by a drunk biker again. I couldn't get the smell of beer of my mouth for 3 hours.

I haven't been eating much because of what Sam said to me. I ate a Granola bar and went to bed. Why am I letting him get to my head still. I rolled over and looked out my window. There he was. Holding Stacy in his arms. Tears began to roll down my cheek. I went to my window and sat in my chair. I looked at him and her. He kissed her and handed her a bracelet. It was the same one he gave me. I was still wearing it.

"Happy 3 month anniversary" he said kissing her.

Wait a minute? He only broke up with me 3 weeks ago. He was cheating? I can't believe this. All I ever wanted was a chance to be with him forever. I wanted to marry him and start a family. I threw myself to the floor and closed my window. I watched them walk away. My tears were no longer silent. I was sobbing. I felt crushed. I went to the kitchen angrily. I opened the fridge and threw all the junk food out into the garbage. I ran over to the the knife drawer and threw it open. I grabbed the chefs knife and put it against my wrist. As I was about slice it, a man grabbed my hand and took away the knife. I screamed and ran. I slammed my bed room door and hid in my closet.  

"Mia" I heard a familiar voice say. 

'Justus' I thought.

"Mia, it's me." 

I opened the closet and looked at him with sad eyes. 

"Mia" he said running over to me. 

He sat down beside me and said," Mia, why did you do that."

That's when I couldn't take it any more and I broke down into tears.

He held me like he always did when I was sad. I tried to explain but he said"It's okay Mia. Shh. Tell me later." 

All I could do was cry. As soon as I got myself back together, I told him what had happened. He looked shocked. All we could do was sit in silence for a while.

I met him in second grade and we were best friends until he moved 2 years ago. He went to the big apple and decided to go and get a job in directing. He was always there to comfort me whenever I needed it. 

I looked up at him and said," I can't live like this." 

"Mia, what were you going to do with that knife?"

"I-I was," How could I tell him?"I was going to kill myself." 

At that point a tear rolled down his cheek.

"Mia why? You can't do that to me. I came to tell you I'm moving back here. I almost lost you forever."

I could hear the shaking on his voice. At that point he let it all out began to cry as well.  I was being selfish and almost hurt him as much as Sam hurt me. 

"Here," he said lifting me on to my bed,"Get some rest. I'll sleep on the couch. And you are going to call in sick tomorrow understand?"

I nodded. Right as he was about to leave, I grabbed his arm. 

"Stay with me." I said. 

He smiled and said,"okay" 

We both layed there until he fell asleep.  As I was about to dose off, I felt his arm wrap around me. It was so comforting I fell asleep. 

That night I dreamed of being in a a meadow. I saw a man walking over to me but the sun was on his face so I couldn't tell who it was. As I was about to ask, the mysterious man said,"Shh,"I didn't question it. He pointed to the ground and we layed there.  I rolled over and finally saw his face. It was Justus. Clear as day. I smiled and so did he. We sat up and he kissed me. I melted into the kiss. 

Before it was over, I woke up. 

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