Bizzle imagines

25. Maps(cute,sad,meaningful)

Imagine based on Maps By Maroon 5.

Justin's POV:

My life is empty without you. It's lonely without you.

I'm in my house where you used to live also.

I come into the office and see the map of the world on one of the walls.

Getting up closer to it, I see the tacks prodded into the places where we visited. Our greatest memories happened in those places.

You left 2 years ago and it still breaks my heart. I'm crushed that you left, I loved you, scratch that, I still do.

Where could you be? I wonder.

I was there for you at your darkest times. I was there on your darkest nights. But when I was at my worst, on my knees, begging for someone to help me where were you?

I wanna know what happened to you, where you went.

Grabbing my keys from the kitchen table I storm out to my car. Zooming off down the road, I've got one thing set on my mind.

I'm going to follow the map that leads to you.

My mind, heart and body has taken control over of me.

It craves for you, I can't stop it. There's nothing I can do. I will drive, drive until I find you.

I'm second guessing myself but I push it to the back of my mind.

My knuckles turn white from gripping the steering wheel, but I could care less.

It's like a parasite crawled into my veins. Controlling me, ruining me, setting me up for something worse than I can imagine.

At 11 at night I pull into a small cafe.

My stomach growled with hunger. My eyes were strained from not blinking. A headache pounded against my skull. And my bladder felt as if too explode any second.

"I need a break. I need to rest. This is stupid" I tell myself. But that destructive parasite twists it around."No you need to keep driving. No resting, no breaks" it states firmly.

With the pinch of control I possess, I go to the bathroom and grab a corn dog on the way out.

It's been 3 days and I haven't slept. I cant even tell if it's the parasite that wants you or myself. But I keep driving. I keep asking people.

I skip the love songs on the radio. I search the places where you liked to go or always wanted to go.

Knowing where your parents live I race to their house.

If someone saw me, they would think I look like a completely crazed psychopath. Maybe I am one.

You'd think Id be moving on with my life, starting fresh. But with the focusing out everyday I decided it needs to change.

We drew a map to a better place. I want that again.

When I was with you I liked to think I had it all. Now with you gone I now know that's it's true. I want it back. I need it back.

My brainwashed, desperate mind takes me too your parents house.

I haven't seen them in 2 years either.

Running a hand through my messy, disturbed hair I take the 3 green steps to their front door.

"Ding-donng" the doorbell goes.

I realize my pointer finger is still attached to the button when her father opens the door and removes my hand from it.

"Justin? What are you doing here?" My tired eyes read his dry lips.

Taking a step back, I cough awkwardly. "Do you know where y/n is?" I ask him.

Desperation and tired covers my face. Her father looks confused and opens his mouth to say something but snaps it shut.

He motions me into their home and I hesitate. I don't wanna talk this over or be given a speech. Why can't he just tell me?

Quickly I take off my shoes and close the door behind me before following him.

Looking at the walls, pictures of her line them. Ornaments and decorations crowd their see through cabinets lining the walls.

"Justin?" A voice asks, sounding surprised and a hint of disgust.

The voice is so familiar yet new at the same time.

Turning my head to look where the voice came from, I see her sitting on the couch, a mug in her hand.

I stop dead in my tracks and she stares at me like I just came back from the dead.

"Y/n" I whisper.

I took the map that leads to her, and in the end I wished I haven't had saw it.

I regret driving for 72 hours straight. I regret coming here. I regret bugging her and interrupting her family time.

She doesn't wanna see me, so why did I bother?

I regret following the map that led to her.