Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

That day I left the hospital at noon. I asked my mom and dad to visit Augustus's grave, just to make sure he actually did exist.

"Honey, who's Augustus?" Asked my mom.

"Never mind." I said, wanting to scream and cry. When we got home I spent a lot of time in my room. Reading the same book over and over again. I never got tired of an imperial affliction, the story never got old. I felt hollow, without Augustus. My heart ached for him. I would feel relief if I had a headstone to stand by, but I don't. There was never an Augustus. At night I cried myself to sleep. In the day I didn't eat. It was a bitchy cycle. It sucked. And all I wanted was to kiss Augustus, just once more. One more time on his beautiful lips. To touch his wonderful, soft, skin. But I couldn't have those things anymore. And some part of me wanted to get the hell over it. The other part of me wanted to find Augustus. I knew he existed. I knew he did. And I knew he was out there somewhere.

Augustus was out there waiting for me

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"Honey do you want to go out?" Asked my mom one morning at the table.

"I...guess." I Said, regretting the words.

"Okay!"

Okay.

"Where?" I asked.

"Well, anywhere you want." She said setting down the brown coffee cup in her hand.

"Let's go to the bookstore." I say.

"Absolutely." She says.

"Alright." I said, avoiding the word 'okay'.

"Twelve o'clock today."

"Okay." I said, waning to slam my head into a hard wall.

Today was going to be hell. Pure hell.

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