Reckless

Letter to Justin

MEGANS POV

It's been a week since I've talked to Justin. I've been at my house alone. I've invited Jess over a couple of times but people get tired of coming over to have fun, and just getting stuck with a sad and depressed girl.

I've been waiting for that text from Justin saying, 'I miss you, babe.' But I don't think I'm ever going to get that.

He came back from his suspension on Thursday and I tried talking to him, but I didn't get a response. I just wish I can turn back time and see if Justin was okay.

I don't have any family here. The only somewhat family I have here is Pattie, Justin's mom. I've debated on calling her and asking her to come over and talk or asking if I could go over there when Justin's not around.

I looked at my phone, contemplating on whether or not to talk to Pattie. I decided to just quickly call her before I would talk myself out of it again.

By me thinking of the subject of Justin and I, made me cry. So, I was already crying before she could even pick up the phone.

"Hello?" Patties voice rang through the phone.

I sniffled before answering, "Hey Pattie, is Justin around?" I asked.

"No, he's not actually. What's wrong?" She said concerned.

"Can I come over? I need a motherly figure to talk to."

"Yes yes yes, of course, you can come over. I'll be in the kitchen."

"Okay I'll be there in like 10 minutes. Bye Pattie."

"Bye."

I hung up the phone and sat over the edge of my bed for a while before actually getting up. I had a baggy gun metal colored ACDC tee on, I threw on a pair of jeans and my black hightop vans.

I went to my mirror, I didn't really care to do much with my dingy hair, so I just threw it in a messy bun, wiped away my tears, and walked out of the door. I didn't really care to put on makeup.

Once I reached their house. I didn't wanna step out of my car. I didn't wanna walk into that house that was filled with so many memories. I had to push myself to get out of my car and walk in. Once I did I walked right into the kitchen.

I took a deep breath, "You look tan." I said noticing her tan from the cruise, I started to cry. It's like every word that comes out of my mouth makes me cry.

Pattie looked at me and rushed over to give me a hug, "Honey, what's wrong?"

"Everything. Everything just sucks right now and I need someone to talk to." I said wiping away my tears and trying to catch my breath.

She let go of me and put her arm around my waist leading me to the kitchen table, I sat at the head of the table and she sat in the seat next to me, facing me, "So tell me, what's been going on?" She said rubbing my arm.

"Everything. Everything just sucks. My dad is gone, Justin hates me, Jonah hasn't even tried contacting me, Jess and Gabi are always busy with their boyfriends to even see what I'm doing. I just need someone. I wish my mom was here." I burst into tears.

Pattie shushed me while rubbing my back. "We all go through times like that sweetie. We all go through times where we need someone to talk to and we feel like no one is there. The people who truly care will come to you. But tell me, what's going on with you and Justin?" She asked.

I looked at her giving her a fake smile, "Well you know how he got in that fight at school?" She nodded her head. "Well he left school and I went to go talk to Jonah to see if he was okay, but Jonah told me he left. And so I went to Jonah's house with him and made sure he was okay. I know I sound like a complete ass right now, but I didn't really think of checking up on Justin because he had already left and I felt like if he were to be seriously injured that he would tell me. And later on that day we got into this huge argument over it and I asked him 'Well does this mean we're over?' And he was like 'I guess it does.' And we haven't talked since, and I see him in the hallways and in class all the time and he just seems so fine, and that's what gets me. I'm glad that he's happy and not grieving but I don't wanna be alone in this situation I don't wanna be the only one grieving over it." I said crying even harder.