Chapter Twenty Three
F/C - Favourite Colour
With Christmas being tomorrow I'm driving over to my parents house a little while away, of course, I didn't want to go with every Christmas there being terrible but they begged me to. I would however have much preferred to accept Joe's offer of going with him to his dad's for Christmas. I've met Joe's dad before and he was really nice and said I could go himself but with my parents getting upset when truly they don't care, I had to go. Me and Joe had an early Christmas day yesterday which was amazing, I had so much fun. We gave each other our presents and did everything Christmas related which even though it wasn't actually Christmas it was the best Christmas I've ever had. The worst part about having to go to my parents is my sister is going to be there, I'm just going to try to ignore her the best I can. My parents won't suspect anything off anyway, they don't care about anyone but themselves. Soon, I'm pulling up in front of the house so I collect all of my stuff and walk in, calling out that I'm there; of course, I don't get a response. Sighing, I continue into the living room where everyone is sat silently: my sister on her phone, my dad reading a newspaper and my mum doing something work related on her laptop.
"Did you hear me?" I ask, a little bit colder than I expected.
"Yes, we did." My mum sighs, not looking up to me. No one does, except for my sister. Her eyes are still pained and full of regret and guilt, this time however, I feel a slight bit of compassion for her even though I don't want to after what she did so I brush it off by breaking the eye contact and turning to my parents who continue to stare at what they're doing. "I'm going to my room." Walking out, I go up the large staircase and down the hall to the room on the far left which still has everything it did in it before I moved out. That was a really good day, realising that the next time I went home it wouldn't be in this house. I know that sounds bad but growing up in the family I did, it's perfectly normal. I go into the F/C bedroom, jumping back onto my bed letting out a long sigh feeling my phone vibrate in my pocket. I reach for it, noticing Joe had messaged me making a smile form on my face.
Joe:
I miss you :(
Me:
I miss you too, I already hate it here
Joe:
There's still time for you to come here :D
Me:
I don't think that would work but I wish
"Y/N?" I look up, realising I didn't close the door to find Jackie standing there, her hands in her pockets.
"Yes?" I smile, I'm so tired of being mad at her. I've definitely not forgiven her, that is something that'll take her a lot longer to happen but for now I'm going to remain calm with her.
"Can we please make up? I've realised that losing you was one of the worst things I could have done, I would go back and never do what I did if I could. I regret it so much." She tells me, her voice going wobbly. Sighing, I think about it for a moment and for once her words feel real. A tear trickles down my cheek as a pang of pain that's been held back for the past few months hits me hard making me feel the pain of losing Jackie. I do miss her. I pat the empty space of my bed with a smile, she comes over cautiously and sits in front of me.
"I don't know if I'm going to be able to forgive you easily but I'm willing to try." I smile, Jackie stares at me for a moment before falling into my arms, both of us ending up drenched in our tears.
"I've missed you so much." She whispers.
"I've missed you too." I whisper back, holding her tightly, not wanting to let go.
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