Happily Ever After.. No (SQ to Not A Regular Girl)

Chapter 15

Angie's P.O.V

"What happened?" I hear my dad from the kitchen.

I lower the TV volume and pay attention to the conversation. He has been talking on the phone for half an hour by now and he sounds really frustrated and upset. I really hope nothing bad has happened. I don't want to see my dad stressed.

"They found nothing?" He says and I furrow my eyebrows.

"Oh, okay, does Scooter know?" He says and I sigh as I figure out about who they are talking.

I haven't seen Justin for two weeks by now and I have only heard really bad things about him, things that he has been doing. He is either taking over the tabloids or the TV, but now also my dad's phone.

Apperantaly he has started hanging out with Tom and Damon again but he doesn't talk with Alfredo. Alfredo is really close to quiting his job but he stays there because he cares about Justin. He sometimes updates me with what's going on with Justin but I just tell him I don't want to hear anything that has to do with him.

I miss him though.

I turn the volume up and focus on the stupid game show that I'm watching.

My dad comes back to the living room and smiles at me even though you can see on him that he is concerned. He sits next to me on the couch and I yawn.

I'm not tired or anything but I just know that he is going to try to convice me talk with Justin or he is just going to start talking with me about Justin, and he will ask me what happened between us. I'm not in the mood for that.

"I'm going to go to bed, goodnight." I say and get up from the couch.

"Angie," he says and I turn around to look at him.

"Yeah?" I say and he squeezes his eyes before letting out a long sigh.

When he does that it means he is going to ask me to do something that I won't like.

"Could you please call him?" He says and I snort.

"I'm sorry, but no." I say and walk to the stairs.

"Please, he needs you!" He says and I laugh.

"I'm not his mom." I say and go to my room.

I'm tired of them telling me to go talk to him. He doesn't need me, what he needs is a slap from reality. He needs his mom not me. He needs someone close to him that will talk to him and tell him that what he is doing is wrong. And that person is not going to be me this time. I have already talked to him before and he didn't understand shit so I'm not wasting my time anymore.

I open my room's door and cover my mouth to not shriek as I see Justin standing in front of me. He grins at me and my eyes travel to the window to see it open. He came inside from the window, he is crazy.

Why do I have a feeling this is not the first time? Stupid amnesia.

I'm thinking about going to therapy, something that wil help me get my memory back so I could just move on with my life.

"Last time we saw each other I thought you won't want to see me ever again," I say and he nods.

"I came to ask you one thing." He says and I walk past him to my bed.

I sit on my bed and grab the book that is on my night stand. I lay my back on the wall and open my book.

"Are you going to pretend I'm not here?" He asks and I turn page on my book.

"No, I'm just not interested on whatever you want to say or ask." I say and place the book on my lap.

I grab my hair and twist it around to make a bun. I take my book and start reading it again.