The Notebook//Joshler

January 22

today, i didn't have any plans on getting out of bed.

joshua was no longer mine.

i had absolutely no money.

there is no point.

around 1:00, there was a knock at my door.

it was joshua.

i could tell by the tune he knocked to.

then i remembered.

the jacket.

he must be here for the jacket he bought me.

so i grabbed it and i went to the door.

joshua said hello.

i nodded.

that's when he broke down.

he sank to his knees and begged me for forgiveness.

i asked him what for and he said everything.

he said for kissing emily, for not calling, for not kissing me when i asked him to.

everything.

he was sobbing again.

i helped him get on his feet, and i led him inside. i helped him lay down on the couch, then i got him some water and a cold rag.

i put the rag across his forehead and helped him sip his water.

he asked me why i was doing this.

i said because i loved him.

he said he loved me more than he had ever loved anything.

his family, drumming, everything.

he said i was perfect.

he asked me if he could please kiss me.

i nodded.

he leaned forward and pressed a kiss against my lips.

being honest, it hurt knowing i'm not he only lips his have touched.

but i didn't say anything.

he asked me if i would like to go out on a date sometime.

he said he would take me wherever i dreamed of.

no matter how extravagant or expensive.

no matter how long the drive or how little interest he had in it.

he was going to take me there.

i asked him to take me to my grandmother's grave.

she accepted me for who i was.

she supplied me with all of my needs after the rest of my family disowned me.

and when i tried to attend her funeral, i was informed i had to leave or my family would call the police.

joshua quickly nodded, telling me he would pick me up tomorrow at 11.

i'll see you soon, grandma.

-tyler