Joetrick Oneshots

Online (part 2/3)

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it's been 3 months.

it's been 3 months since joe has texted back.

it's been exactly 2 months since he stopped reading my messages all together.

i don't know what happened. he read my texts, yet he never replied to any of them. maybe he was sick of me. maybe he stopped loving me. maybe he never loved me in the first place.

i wouldn't know, and frankly at this point, i don't want to know.
i think i kind of get it though. i got too annoying probably. i know andy gets annoyed with me when i text him at 2am crying, blubbering how pathetic i am and how i'm horrible at this game called life.
and then, the next day, act as if nothing happened.

why can't i just be a good friend? oh yeah, things like that can't just magically happen. i forgot.
i always seem to forget that.

we had made plans. plans for him to get out of the shit-hole state Florida and move to Illinois and stay with me. obviously those plans aren't being put into action anymore i guess.

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fuck, i think as i rush out the front door, i forgot my gym bag.

i was already out the door by this point, no use in going back inside.
i sigh, defeated, as i walk to the bus stop. not that forgetting my gym bag was a big deal. i'll just skip gym.

i'm standing at the stop now. the cold air of december is surrounding me. i hate winter. i hate christmas. i hate everything related to cold weather. it reminds me of him.

i can't believe i'm still even thinking about him. he for sure doesn't think of me.
he loved cold weather. he'd gush to me all about how whenever he'd visit his relatives in minnesota, he would always go outside with his brother, sam, and build snowmen. as he would tell me of these sacred tales, he'd have the cutest face. all giggly and smiling so big...

i snap out of my trance by the sound of the bus halting to a stop in front of me.
good. i needed to stop thinking about him anyways. andy said it's not good for me.

i appreciate andy for doing this for me. he really ought to not be helping me; considering i don't deserve help. i'm almost an adult, almost 18, i'm pretty sure i could handle this myself.

hahaha. i love lying to myself. i could never have made it a week without any help from andy. andy does so much for me.

i truly don't understand why he hangs out with me. i think it's a pity thing.
he's a vegan, doesn't do drugs, doesn't drink, he's got tons of secret tattoos, extremely polite to everyone, and honestly a total sweetheart. he's everything a girl would look for.

oh right. almost all of the girls here are gay. and, the straight ones all have boyfriends.

that's one of the only good things about andy and i's school: it's so accepting of lgbt+ people. i don't have to worry about being bullied for being gay. i'm actually not bullied at all. there isn't any time for bullying in my school. everyone is so tied up in not failing, and everyone knows if you are even caught Looking like you're bullying someone, you're automatically put in ISS (in school suspension) for a week.