On My Own A Diggy Simmons Love Story Book 3

Chapter 81: Julian

I woke up in Diggy’s bed exhausted and weak from going to this party with Tristen and Iris. Everything is turning back to normal but it’s still not the same as it was before. I sat up in bed and looked around. Diggy’s not here like always. This time I’m going to give him some empathy and not always think something bad. I let my feet touch the carpet and stood up. There was a note on the door so I grabbed and started to read:

Dear Elana,

Come to the park in something comfortable.

Love, Diggy

I grabbed some sweats out of my overnight bag and a shirt to match it. I did the daily hygiene thing and left into the warm morning air. I observed the birds and flowers as I walked to the park. Sometimes I think I’ve changed; some good and some bad. I picked up a flower and looked up to heavenly skies.

Elana: God please wash away all the bad things I’ve done and bring me into a positive direction…amen

I let a tear slip out of my eyes before I approached the grass greened park. I quickly wiped it away as Diggy waited by a picnic table. He had it set up very beautifully. There was food and flowers laid out on this pretty white cloth with lace at the ends. I gave Diggy a hug and a kiss before sitting down at the table. I poured some orange juice into a glass before looking at the scenery.

Diggy: It’s a beautiful morning isn’t it?

Elana: Yeah…

It stayed quiet for a moment. I guess we both were feeling awkward.

Elana: I’m sorry

Diggy: For what?

Elana: Taking you on these roller coasters, my bi-polar moods, my craziness, my past, everything. For the most part…I can’t even trust you and I never meant for that to happen.

Diggy: Well you’re not perfect and I’m not either.  If somebody ever was to judge you I would speak out on it. I know this year is hard for you since your mom died but maybe its time to see a therapist. I’m not going to lie you aren’t the same anymore.

I sat there quietly and touched my ponytail letting my fingers run through it. Therapy; I thought.  What is a therapist going to do? I looked Daniel in his eyes as I could tell he was ready for me to say my answer.

Elana: I’ll do it

Tristen P.O.V

Tristen: Twist I might not come back out here gosh!! I like North Carolina actually! You can’t just tell me where I can and can’t stay.

I slammed the bedroom door in his face. I can’t stand him sometimes. I grabbed my laptop and flopped on the bed. I logged onto FaceBook and opened up the new message I received. Recently this dude named Julian friend requested me and I accepted. I got to know him a little more because I was curious to know as of why he friend request me in the first place.

Julian: You’re from New Jersey right?

Tristen: Yeah, but I live in NC for right now

Julian: I’m from Ohio but I’m visiting New Jersey. Maybe you and I can hang out.

Tristen: Sure. Where would you like to hang?

Julian: Central Park today at 3. We can have a picnic

Tristen: Sure I’ll print out you’re profile picture and take it with me so I can identify you.

Julian: Okay.

I smiled as I closed my laptop and spread across the bed. A picnic with a friend doesn’t sound too bad. I mean Elana and Iris are cool to hang with but lately the relationships of boys have been taking over. Is it me or does everyone seems to act different now? Twist is becoming bossy and too busy for me now. Iris is an emotional wreck. Khalil barely speaks to any of us anymore except Twist and Elana. Elana is going through this psychotic phase which in my opinion is actually understandable. I mean she didn’t even grieve over her mother from what my mom told me. Then there is Diggy. Diggy out of all of us might be acting the most different. He doesn’t even play basketball with Twist anymore, he’s fully dedicated in trying to get Lana back on track but I can just tell he that knows their relationship is going to end. I think my relationship is going to end. Iris who really wants to make her relationship work should just give up because Khalil is not coming back and Elana is not even spilling the info that Khalil is telling her. Let’s face it; There is no justice in our relationships. We’re all holding on to promises and lies that kept us together. But now everyone is just waiting on those words so we can depart and separate. There won’t be three couples, 3 girls or 3 boys or even 6 best friends. Just 6 individual souls left in the cold world trying to make it on their own.