Journal entry 201Dear TreadwayI have started calling you Way. You do not seem very fond of it because you correct me every time l say Way saying it's Treadway.I do not listen though because I want to be someone you think about. Every time you hear Way anywhere else you think of me. Selfish aren't l? I try talking to you on certain occasions but you keep the conversations professional, most of the times l do the talking.Not that you have a habit of ignoring people but I think you just don't talk a lot, you are reservedYou are also kind; I saw you buying a little girl who was short of money to buy a chocolate dipped éclair. You bought her three eclairs and I was pleased.I thought back to when I bought the energy drinks for you, I wonder if you thought of that incident too. I know you are kind, damaged people are not kind so, you are not damaged. There is still hope.I have asked you to have lunch with me a couple of times at work which in turn you decline politely. I don't
"Hello, excuse me?" I ask cautiously approaching. Treadway's face comes into view and l feel the butterflies in my stomach explode."Thank you for doing what you did in the morning. Kindly keep it to yourself." He says and as he was about to leave l open my mouth to speak."We could have lunch together if you really want to thank me," I say with a small voice. "I do not have the money to spend during lunch so l will have to pass, thank you though." He says and it confirms my suspicions.He started working here to make sure he gets enough money to give his stepdad."It's my treat since I suggested the whole thing." I say hesitating."Okay then." He agrees surprising me.As always, he never ceases to amaze me.This makes me wonder what kind of person he really is.We had lunch together the next day, he kept telling me to focus more on my food rather than looking at him but I could not stop myself from looking at him. He was having lunch with me.Even Isa and Andre asked a lot about t
The next day was bit doom and gloomy because I was scared that he did not like me and he would say good riddance once I stopped showing interest. As the day progressed I was no longer gloomy, because he was sparing a few glances my way as we were working and he was taking orders that were near my tables.As lunch approached all the others went for lunch but l didn't, l stayed behind. I took my journal out and sat in the changing room all by myself.Journal entry 220Dear Best FriendJeremyI haven’t visited your grave because I am scared it will take a toll on me. I am not yet mentally prepared and I apologize for that. I will visit soon because I miss you.Remember the first day we met, l was 7 and you were 9 and l was at your parent's barbecue when l nearly fell into the pool and you came as my knight in shining armor and held my hand.I was very pleased, although we ended up falling into the pool together but you were my hero.And since then, you became my brother from another m
Dear Jeremy MartinNo amount of words could describe how sorry I am or how much I miss you.I am sorry I did not drive us that day, I am sorry I even agreed to go with you to the party.If only I had listened to how uneasy I felt, you would have been here with me. After sometime of talking with Lydia, watching and reading some books on how to get over a tragedy I understood that what happened to us was inevitable.The signs were there, you did not want to go in the first place, you asked me to drive, I felt uneasy but we still drove that day.It was beyond the both of us and I got to understand that.Lydia once said you are looking down on me from heaven and it hurts you to see me mopping over your loss and I don’t want you to feel like that.I want you to feel loved, I want everything that you see to make you smile, relieved and unburdened. I want all my memories of you to be light not darkness, joyful not gloomy and I want our conversations about you to be of happy memories never
The ride was silent but comfortable. "You are looking very beautiful; blue looks perfect on you." He compliments and I melt in my seat. "Thanks, you don't look too bad yourself." I say to him and he smirks. "Says someone who was checking me out earlier, wouldn't hot suit me more." He says as he laughs. "Oh my gosh, I wasn't checking you out." I say looking away to hide my rosy cheeks. "You are cute when you blush." He says and that doesn't help my case instead of replying because clearly, he wants to embarrass me I turn up the volume to the music playing in the car. That was the worst decision I had ever made my whole life because Rita Ora's song blasted through the speakers and of all the songs that she has, it had to be 'Let you love me''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''See I wanna stay the whole nightI wanna lay with you 'til the sun's upI wanna let you insideOh, heaven knows I've triedI wish that I could I let you loveWish that I could let you love meI wish that
Spending time with Elicia became something I could not do without. She made me want to stand up to Ron, my stepdad, if possible beat him to death but unfortunately I could not. I loved my mom and I didn't want Val to grow up without a mother, she already had no father. Since the café closed, I managed to get a job for the festive break that paid very well so l had nothing to worry about when it came to getting money for Ron.I also got to spent time with Val and Mick. The next day on Saturday I was supposed to meet Ron at the house and give him the money I had earned. I got home and knocked to be welcomed by a wasted Ron. The whole house was full of smoke. He had two of his friends in the house smoking pot. The whole house reeked of alcohol and this got me sick to my stomach. I knew very well the money I gave him enabled him to buy all these drugs and beer but I could not protest. I hated that I was weak when it came to this; why couldn't I be strong and stand my ground? "Go
Entry 250 Dear Journal I haven't been saying anything to you lately But I am good, in fact I am awesome. Remember Treadway, I have been talking to him a lot.I never thought my feelings for him would grow any bigger but apparently they can. I can't believe he doesn't see what is between us.Or maybe he is just taking his time Who takes a girl out for ice-cream, out for lunch, wins stuff for her at a carnival, visits her at home and not feel anything? He must have some feelings for me, right? He kissed me on my forehead, so he must have feelings for me. Or just my imagination, but I hope he likes meAt times I feel like I should stop him from doing all this Because if it turns out that he doesn't feel the same as I do, I will be screwed, wrecked, brokenAll of it.But I can't help but want to relish the moment-------------------------------------------------Sleeping was now the second best thing after spending time with Treadway because I slept besides the teddy bear he b
As soon as our lips brushed against each other, he hesitated and moved back. I just stood there looking at him tears streaming uncontrollably down my cheeks. I felt a sharp pain in my chest and I immediately put my hand on my chest, with the thought of making the pain go away. I felt rejected and for the first time it really hurt just as much as l lost Jeremy. "If you don't like me then why were you leading me on all this time?" I master up all the courage to ask him since he already humiliated me, what's one more question?"Because at one point I actually saw a future with you, but—." I cut him before he finishes."Then what changed?" I further ask."Everything." He says and walks away.l will not let him walk away, instead I grab his hand, spin him around to face me and once again crash my lips with his.This time he did not hesitate neither did he stop me. He kissed me with every ounce of passion and the amount of love and desire he had for me. Electricity courses through my
Off to UCLA I have always been dreaming of going to the same college with my boyfriend and now that dream is coming true. The next day mom drives me to school. Treadway drives his car with Mick and Vee. Once we got to the campus, we checked-in and helped each other to carry our bags into our dorm rooms. "You have the same room number as mine," Treadway says. My dorm room number was 65E and his dorm room number was 65B. We got to my room first and knocked; a Chinese girl around my age opened the door. "Ni hao." I greet her and she smiles. "Knock it off I can speak English just fine." She says and I pick up an American accent and l smile at her as well. "You must be Elicia Rae, I am Nicky. get in." she says and we all get in and leave the luggage in my dorm room. "I will be right back; I need to help him settle in." I say to my roommate Nicky. She winks at me and we exit the room to go to Treadway's room. Apparently Treadway had no roommate, it was a single's room, s
As soon as I reach home I freshen up and went to pick up Valerie from school. After the shooting at the court, the man who had shot Treadway was arrested and he confessed that he had planned this whole thing with Ron and this lengthened Ron's sentenced as he had attempted to murder Treadway. Treadway was sent to hospital, he had lost a lot of blood so as soon as he arrived he went straight to surgery and they managed to remove the bullet, luckily it had not hit any vital organs.And it had been five days since he was operated on and he was unconscious. Mom managed to enroll Valerie to grade one, and she had been going to school for three days now and it was a Friday, a half day and mom had gone back to work so I had to go pick her up. At Val's school. "El!!!!" I turn to see where the sound is coming from and I am engulfed into two tiny arms. "Hey Val, missed me?" I ask hugging back and lifting her up. "Of course, how is Way. Did he wake up?" she asks me as I place her on the pa
Day before the court date, I went to see Michaela and Valerie and told them what happened. "I am glad you finally took a step against that bastard." Michaela says venom lacing her words."It was Elicia, who had the balls to do all that. If it was me alone, I would still be sulking." I tell Mick and she raises a brow. "What?" I ask her."Who is Elicia?" Mick goes on to ask. "My girlfriend." I say and see pain flash in Mick's eyes. I knew Mick liked me from High school but I could not just bring myself to ask her out, at first I did not want it to seem like I was dating her because of my situation so l restrained myself but after I met Elicia I figured I never liked Michaela more than just a friend. Elicia showed me what real love is. "My brother has a girlfriend!!! My brother has a girlfriend." Valerie chants running around the kitchen where we were talking with Mick. "It was high time you came to take your crap car that's in my garage." Mick says snorting."You wish you had one
Time flew and it was already April and I was looking forward to my college application response as they responded April-May.I told my mom what was happening with Treadway and she wanted to help him so she talked to a friend of hers Mr. Gentry who was a lawyer and he wanted to help as well. "You have to bring him here so that we set the facts straight, take him to court and put this monster behind bars." Mr. Gentry said to me and my mom.The next day at work I told him what had happened and how Mr. Gentry wanted us to drop by his office. "What? You went behind my back to do all this El. Why didn't you tell me before doing anything?" He questioned me angry."I don't understand why you are angry at me; I was trying to help. Don't you want him to go to prison?" I ask him raising my voice to match his."That man is sick in the head if he comes to realize that is what I am planning, he will overdose my mom and kill her. Did you think about that?" He says exasperated."I---," I try to say
"Treadway." My mom acknowledged his presence as she passed a salad bowl to him on the dining table which he awkwardly accepted. "Good evening mam." Treadway greets my mom back with a hesitant smile. I could see he was so nervous so, l held his hand reassuringly under the table and he relaxed a little. "Good to have you here and please call me Carol." My mom smiles at him. "Thank you for having me, Carol." He says formally and I had to try so hard to control my laughter from how awkwardly he was behaving. I loved that he was embarrassed and he was trying to impress my mom. In order to be embarrassed, a person has to care about the other's opinion first so this showed that he cared about my and my mom's opinion."No need to be so formal you can call me Carol." My mom says smiling trying to be a bit accommodating so he wouldn't be so on edge and he nodded. "So, what do you do?" my mom asks."Mom, please. " I plead with her not to get all personal with him. "No it's okay. I am cur
As February started, I applied for psychology at UCLA. The following weeks were filled with Treadway showing me that he was serious about me.Andre asked if him and I were dating and I was afraid he would say no because he seemed like someone who liked his life private but he said yes. This made me feel special. He walked me home every day and at weekends he sometimes came to see me when mom wasn't around. We texted at times, he wasn't much of phone person instead he was a rather be with person. I was glad l was one of the few contacts in his phone. Sometimes I would bring him food at work and packed him a few lunch boxes when he visited home.We went to meet Michaela and Valerie turns out my suspicions of Michaela being his wife and Valerie being his daughter was wrong. Valerie was his little sister and Michaela was a very close friend of his who offered to stay with Vee. One day as he was walking me home I decided to ask him the question l dreaded the most. "You remember th
The next day at work was really awkward, I fell a couple of orders. Treadway was looking at me the whole time. I was a nervous mess and thank heavens lunch came in a buzz but to my dismay Treadway and I were staying behind because we took turns to go for lunch. He came to talk to me at the counter as there were no more customers coming in. "Hey El." He says making me acknowledge his presence. "Hey." I say and the air becomes very tense, one could literary cut the tension with a knife.I didn't know what else to say to him, he was quiet as well but he mastered the courage after a couple of minutes somehow. "Are you still thinking?" he asks awkwardly."No, I---, " I am cut by a customer who wanted to order. From then on-wards the coffee shop was flooded, we barely managed to have our own lunch and we never managed to talk until it was dismissal time. -------------------------Sorry baby, I don't think I will be able to pick you up from work I have surgery within 30minutes so l a
"This is where you say something El," Lydia whisper-coughs as she pokes me discretely. I cough a few times before answering."I need time to think about it." I say surprising both me and Lydia. Treadway nods and bid his goodbyes to both Lydia and l. "Oh my God!!!!!" I scream right after he closes the door."Keep it down, he hasn't left yet." Lydia says hushing me. After pinching myself a few times I eventually realize that it was not a dream instead it was reality. "I thought you were head over heels for this boy. Why did you not say yes?" "I am stupid. I am so stupid that's why." I repeat those words a few more times looking at Lydia. "It's called being rational. And I am surprised you were so rational considering how much you like this boy and how you have been mopping the past weeks." Lydia says smiling at me."You are just saying a fancy word to make me feel better about myself. What if he decides against it tomorrow? I am so screwed." I over dramatically say."Ha, that con
“I don’t even want to talk about it, it was so embarrassing.” I say moving to sit by the window, my usual sit. “I wish I was there,” Lydia says laughing and I glare at her. “There is something I want to know.” Lydia informs me and I nod my head allowing her to go on and ask. “How exactly are you dealing with this because I am not seeing any progress the only difference is that you are no longer crying all the time. How are you moving on from this whole situation?” I knew she would ask something along these lines that is why I was hesitating to go for a session. “I do not think I am dealing with it, I am not making any effort to move on.” I say and Lydia nods. “You think he is just going to walk up to you and say he likes you back? Why are you not moving on?” “No that I am expecting him to come to me or hoping he will but I don’t know I just want to experience all of it up until it no longer hurts to look at him. Right now I cannot spend five minutes near him without wanting to