You Changed Me

Chapter Eighteen : Daydreams Aren't Always Good

I got back home safe and sound.

Jessica ended up giving me a ride.

I didn't want to bother Justin anymore than I already did.

I was at my front door.

Just about to open it.

As soon as I did I saw my mom and dad on the couch.

They had on a movie.

I looked at them closer.

Then realized they were making out.

GROSS.

I've never seen them even kiss before.

Now there making out.

Looks like my absence didn't bother them at all.

It actually made them become closer.

One less thing to worry about right.

I then purposely slammed the door behind me to get their attention.

They both broke apart then looked over at me.

"Oh you're home" My mom said.

I rolled my eyes.

Then dropped my bag on the floor.

I've been gone for weeks and all she can say is "Oh you're home"

"Yea" I responded.

Mom and dad both smiled.

They must be in a really good mood.

I pretend smiled back.

Then went up to my room.

They obviously didn't care about me being back.

Since they were so happy I was gone.

I walked into my bathroom.

Then began to run the shower water.

Right now I just really need to wash my body down.

I took off my clothes.

Then hoped in the shower.

The water felt so good.

So warm.

I laid my head back and closed my eyes.

Justin popped up in my head.

I thought I was going to have a good thought about him.

About us.

But it wasn't.

I saw myself with Justin.

We were on his couch smoking more pot.

We smoked so much our faces were all dried out.

We kept coughing.

Over and over.

Then Justin coughed one last time and fell on the floor.

I reached over to him.

"Justin" I said as I shook him.

My voice was dry from all the smoking I had done.

I then checked Justin's pulse.

There was nothing.

I began to cry out loud over his body.

I immediately shot my eyes back open.