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PART OF ME - you become so emotionally close to someone that you feel like they are literally a part of you, like a half of your heart. You don't want to live without them - you can't.
Aviana Ember wouldn't know this fe...
Avi says relationships get more complicated when you're older
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My family doesn't really celebrate Easter, especially now that we don't live around my religious grandparents. With that to say, we didn't do anything non-religious either. Mom, Dad and Jem went to an amusement park. And then the next day to the beach, with Will and I. The best part of Easter is the four day weekend, which I'm really enjoying, even though I find myself crawling out of bed at 7:28 in the morning.
I follow noises to Jem's room after I jump out of the shower and throw on a pair of Levi shorts and a black band tee. I peek inside her door, thinking maybe Axel came over early this morning, but Jem's alone. She's lying stomach down in her big bed, on top of the sheets, holding a phone in her hands as she kicks her legs and giggles.
"Jems?" I ask, stepping inside quietly.
She waves at me without removing her eyes from the phone and giggles again.
I lie down beside her, glancing at the screen. She's watching baby goat videos on YouTube, laughing in excitement when they do adorable, stupid things.
I chuckle, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear. "What're you doing, Jasmine?" I ask, tickling her. "Who's phone is that?"
She screeches, slapping my hand away, giggling some more. "It's Ax's," she says breathlessly, scrolling through more videos.
"He's here?" I ask, settling my chin into my hands, propping myself up on my elbows.
She looks up at me with her big, brown eyes. "He's sleeping downstairs," she mumbles, "he didn't want to read to me so I stole his phone."
I laugh. "You stole it?"
She nods. "I'm hungry," she changes the topic, setting the phone down and hopping from the bed.
I glance at the home screen when Jem rummages through her drawers, and guiltily click on Axel's messages. There's only five conversations. Mom is at the bottom. Then Aviana. Nicole. And Will. And then someone named Margo. I so badly want to tap on their conversation, but I can't do it. I accidentally click on his and Will's instead, and my eyes can't pull away.
Will:
Axel:
It's a lot to take in.
I won't hurt her again
I love her
She means everything to me Will. I can't believe it took me so long to realize that she's everything I've ever needed or wanted and it might be too late, but I need your help. I'm going to get her back. I don't want to live without her.
