Distance Between Us | j.d.b ✔️ (BOOK I X II) THE FANFIC

Chapter 24

The last chapter wasn't a legit chapter. I hope no one freaked.

As we transition into Justin's part of this story, the chapters will be shorter simply because the chapters are like self reflections (hence bio). You, as the reader, are finally getting to witness his pain and essentially, all the thoughts that attack him at random.

Before I start: List book recommendations along this thread. Thank you! My library is packed, but if you're supporting me and you write as well, I'd love to check out your work as well- or any work that you're fond of, really.

Throwing my keys onto my granite counter top, I huffed. My life was spiraling downhill and I couldn't climb my own out of this growing hole that was engulfing me. Santiago's home was becoming too much, after my confrontation with Leigh-Ann. Our dinners were quiet and whenever we sat in the same room, I could hardly look at her. I didn't know how or what to feel, but I knew it was time for me to go home. She knew it as well as I did, but she never said a word. I was glad too.

Trash greeted me as I walked into my living room with a beer in my hand. Fredo and Khalil must've been here with a few of our mutual friends. I was too tired to care as I sat down on the sofa and propped my legs up on the glass coffee table. My adidas kicked a few empty cans onto the black fur rug. I shrugged into my sofa, taking a long swing of my beer before my eyes greeted darkness. I simply wasn't in the mood. I wanted Leigh-Ann, all of her and I hated to close my eyes because all I would see was her face. Although, I wasn't satisfied with the hurt written in her eyes, I saw her face and that's all I wanted. To see her, to be with her, to touch her. I simply wanted to be with her. Everything was simply bad timing.