My Sweet Josephine

Chapter 4. Truth

Hero Pov:

After telling Felix about me and Jo, of course he told Kat too. He dosent seem to know how to keep his mouth shut sometimes.

Kathrine texted me today saying she needed to talk to me, that it was really important. I have no clue really what she could want to talk to me about that is so urgent, but we agreed to meet at a small cafe to talk, so that is where I am heading right now. I'm guessing its gonna have something to do with Jo.

Entering the cafe, I immediately spot her sitting at a small table by a large window. I make my way over to her,"what do you need to talk to me about?" I ask getting straight to the point when I sit down.

She looks hesitant as she raises her eyes to mine, "it's about Jo. There are some things that I think you should know." She then quickly averts her eyes from mine and proceeds to fidget with her hands, a nervous tick I have noticed she does often.

"Kat. I already know about the drugs and drinking, she already told me." I tell her a little harshly, already over the topic.

"But did she tell you how seriously bad it was?" She questions, raising a eyebrow challenging me.

"Yeah. Sort of. She didnt really go into super detail." I say, recalling when she said she was basically waiting to give up on life all together. Though she said that, I still don't know the details of the situation. I only know the sum of it all. "I didnt want to push to much, I could see how hard it was for her to open up to me." She nods in agreement.

"I want to let you know though, there is a reason that when all those times you asked me about her, I wouldn't tell you anything. But I will tell you now," I nod for her to continue, "when I first saw Jo, was 2 years ago. In a alley way. I had heard a familiar Australian accent yell the word 'fuck', then I look over and there Jo is. On the ground sobbing into her knees in the middle of the day. When I approached her I said her name and her eyes snapped up to me. Oh god Hero, she was such a mess." She puts her face into her hands and shudders. "She was just so out of it."

My heart breaks at the news she has just delivered to me on a fucking sliver platter. Jo was in a alleyway on the ground crying. This brings up so many different questions.

Was she homeless? Did anyone do anything to her? Is she truly okay? That last question is the one that haunts me the most.

"What do you mean?" I ask scared.

"I mean she was absolutely hammered in the middle of the god damned day. I dont even think she knew where she was. She was so drunk she couldn't even stand properly. And when I tell you, it was like I wasnt even talking to Jo I mean it. She was so different and basically unrecognizable, she had the mouth of a sailor and seemed to not take anything seriously. She was so distant. I only got the slightest glimpse of our Jo was when I mentioned you." She explains.

"What happened when you mentioned me?"

She looks at me warily but says, "I had threatened to tell you about her condition, she then begged me not to tell you. She seemed so embarrassed and ashamed at the thought of you knowing. But the moment she gave me a glimpse of our Josephine, it was like she completely shut down again. She shut me out, and covered up her feelings with curse words and a cold stare. I had to urgently leave though so I gave her a hug," she pauses and slightly smiles before saying, "when I hugged her, it felt so good to have my bestfriend in my arms again. And I could feel her melt into the hug as if she really missed me too." She takes a deep breath, "I truly dont think she knows how much all of us love her, and the lengths we would go to help her out. But when I mentioned you, I didnt just see the shame and embarrassment, I also saw longing and..."