Taleen is fascinated by LA. I can see how much she’s amazed by everything around her just by looking at her face. It’s already seven-thirty, so the sun has set and the street lights are illuminating our surroundings, making LA more beautiful in her eyes.
“I can’t wait till I walk down these streets,” she gushes, making me chuckle.
“Pick a day and I’m going to take you shopping,” Avery tells her.
“I can take her shopping,” I interfere, hoping that I wouldn’t be stuck at home without her even if it’s just for a few hours.
“It’s going to be a girls’ day, Josh. Sorry, bro,” Avery says. She has made up her mind and nothing can change that. “Let the poor gi
Evan is one hell of a bitter sibling. Any blind human being can see that. It doesn’t take a genius to understand his true colours. How can’t his own parents see who he truly is? It’s crystal clear. He isn’t a sarcastic person, he’s offensive. There’s a difference. His greedy and mentally distorted mentality feeds on the pain of others. He failed to feed off me.He doesn’t like me because he knows I’m somebody he cannot mess with. He is sure of that. He won’t be able to get under my skin and I won’t let him hurt Josh in any way.Apart from Evan, Josh’s family is nice. His mum is over the moon to have her son with her in the family’s house. It’s obvious in the way she’s welcomed us and how she’s made sure that Josh is comfortable. Avery is so happy too. It’s like there are a lot of things she wants to do with her favourite brother and she has finally managed to find the right
“But I should pay for it, not you,” I exclaim as I walk out of the store with Avery. I still can’t believe that I’m holding a bag that has a two-and-a-half-thousand dollar dress in it. It’s perfect in every single way, but I can’t just accept it for free. “I paid nothing, chill! Mum did.” She shrugs as if it is not that big of a deal. “This doesn’t make it any better, Avery. I swear I have money in my bank account, I’m not broke, ” I tell her. “I never said you’re broke. Taleen, I didn’t pay for my dress, either. She did and trust me, she doesn’t mind at all. She gave me her credit card and she told me not to spend more than ten thousands and that’s what I’ve exactly done, ” she explains
We arrive at the hotel after forty minutes. It looks huge and reporters are everywhere. I have the right to be nervous, don’t I? I link my arm with Josh’s. He doesn’t look nervous. In fact, he seems unphased by all of this. Maybe this is because it’s not his first time. It’s been a while since he last attended a party like this one; nevertheless, it’s not a new experience for him. “Take a deep breath. There’s nothing to be nervous about.” He can sense how nervous I am. Hopefully, it’s not too obvious on my face. I don’t want to embarrass him in front of the cameras. “Is it that obvious?” I wonder, looking at him. He is so handsome. I love how he looks in suits. &nb
“They’ve been out for long.” A crease appears between my eyebrows as I speak to mum. I have been standing with mum for ten minutes and dad, Avery and Taleen haven’t shown up. She told me that Taleen went out to answer her phone. Dad also went out to go to the bathroom and Avery went to see Taleen.“We can go check on them if you want,” mum suggests and I nod. We both leave the ballroom and to my surprise, I find Taleen, dad, Avery and Evan standing together, but everybody looks tensed up.“What’s going on?&rd
More than two months have passed over Josh’s reconciliation with his dad. I have never seen Josh this happy before. He is so happy, to a great extent that I sometimes fail to comprehend. He is also very relaxed. I feel likeMrDahlberg wants to make it up to Josh in any way. Even though Josh is here with me in Portland, he is remotely working at his dad’s company in the marketing department.I’m basically living with Josh now. I’m barely in my dorm room. I spend two or three days there while the rest of the week is spent with Josh.
“You have just finished your exams. You should go out,” Josh tries to convinceme,butI’m as stubborn as a mule. I’m not going to leave him while he’s feverish and go out to celebrate finishing my exams. I can’t find it in my heart to do that. Plus, I’m going to my family’s place next week. I want to spend this week with him before having to leave. He is also leaving for LA to spend more time with his family. They did invite me to visit, but I haven’t seen my family in so long. There’s a high possibility that he won’t be there with me on my birthday and this bums me. Maybe he’d surprise me and show up.
“You suck!” Daniel pesters me. He has won the match we have just finished.“Sick. I’m sick,” I correct him, causing him to shove me playfully. My head wasn’t really in the game. This flu is exhausting me.“You’re just a sore loser.” He smirks.“When are you leaving for LA?” Chris asks.
I wish I could say I told the police everything, but I didn’t. I tried to protect my family as much as possible. I only told them that a huge fight happened between us, but I didn’t mention the reason. I contemplated telling them about my addiction, but I chose to wait. I did mention my dad’s decision against Evan, though. I know my rights. I know my rights well. I’m not inclined to tell them anything. I can wait for my lawyer. I don’t want to completely drag the family’s name into the mud.They tried to get me to say more, but I couldn’t risk it. My parents are going to be super pissed at me, but I don’t care.
It’s funny how one small thing can change your whole life and turn it upside down. As for me, what changed my life was nowhere near small. Dating Josh changed me a lot. It changed the way I now see life and how I deal with people. It’s been ten years since I last saw Josh— well, face to face. I have seen him on TV and the news. I can’t be any prouder of him. Yes, we haven’t been in touch, but I know that he has come so far. He is now in charge of Dahlberg’s enterprise, and he has achieved nothing but success. He has also founded a charity foundation for helping addicts. He has been open about his addiction and how it has affected his life. I love how he is not ashamed of his past and how open he is about his journey with drugs. He has been clean for nine years and every time I hear him talking about it on a tv show or in an interview, my heart swells with pride and love. Yes, I still love Josh. Romantically. I dated only one person after him and w
In our lives, we make decisions that may, later on, be thought of as nothing but mistakes. They may be considered our biggest regrets, what we wish to erase from our memories. They may be our main source of disappointment, the thing that pains us once it crosses our minds. Some may think allowing Josh into my life is one of the decisions I certainly regret, but this isn't the truth. I would never regret a single moment I spent with Josh because even if he brought me pain at some point, I can never deny the joy he brought me. I can never deny the happy moments we spent together. I can never forget all that he taught me.
I’ve done a lot of unforgivable things in my life, but I have decided to commit the most sinful act today. I chose to die in front of her because I wanted her face to be the last thing my eyes could ever witness before I’m taken to hell. There’s no way somebody like me would go to heaven. My sins outweigh my good deeds, so hell is my eternal destiny, but before going there I made up my mind that I want to steal a little bit of heaven.In that terrible state, I have driven and I am not sure how I have made it here, but here I am, in front of her apartment building. I can barely see. I have takendrugs,I have alcohol in my system and I have even swallowed some pills. I’m tired of living. I&rsquo
Ten more days have passed and I like to believe that I am used to his absence in my life. My family now knows I’m not with Josh anymore. I think it was a shock to them, just as much as it’s a shock to me. I think a part of me thought that Josh and I would be back together soon despite the breakup because we simply cannot stay away from one another.Maybe we have finally learned how to do that; however, I don’t think I have mastered that lesson yet. I still don’t know what I’m going to do if I see him before my eyes. I don’t know how I’m going to feel if he and I are invited to the same event. There are a lot of things I’m not ready for and I’m not sure when I am going to be ready.
Meaningless. That’s how my life is without her. I still can’t wrap my head around what happened between us. She left. She packed her stuff and walked out of that door. I expected that to happen and to be honest, she took so long to leave, but why does it feel like she made that decision so early? I haven’t had enough of her yet.I long for her. I long for the warmth she brings whenever I take her in my arms when we both go to sleep. I long for the way she puts her head on my shoulder when we watch tv. I long for our cooking dates. I long for her presence.
“Come on! You need to get out! This isn’t healthy for you.” Lisa tries to get me to leave the apartment, but I won’t budge.“My muscles hurt,” I lie, pulling my fuzzy grey blanket over me. It’s a lie I have been using a lot to escape from any outing. I’m curled on my dark blue couch, having my tv on and doing nothing. For the past week, I have enjoyed doing nothing except for going to work and college. I think I have memorized every single detail about this apartment. The more I stare at the walls, the more I realize they’re actually ivory white and not cream-coloured,if there’s even a difference.
Not again. He promised. He told me he wouldn’t approach drugs this month. He lied. I’m fed up and tired. I’m drained. I have given him my all and I don’t think there’s something left in me to give.Because of him, I have gone against my morals, against every single thing I believe in. I lied to myself, doing my best to convince every cell in my body that he can get through this ordeal. There’s nobody to blame but me. This is my fault. I believed him when he said he didn’t need anybody else but me. I have to admit, I have always beensceptical, but I brushed off every doubt, feeding myself lies, so I would push myself to continue this journey.
Almost two months have passed. Taleen didn’t leave. She refused to give up on me even though she should have done that a long time ago. I wish I could say I got better, but I keep on relapsing. I keep fucking up no matter what she does and I don’t know why she hasn’t left until now. I’m stressing her out. I’m giving her a hard time. I’m holding her back from living her life and she’s still here. She shouldn’t be here. She shouldn’t be with me. She should leave my sorry ass. College started a week ago an
We reach the hall where the event is held. Avery is not with us. She said that she was tired and she would be in a terrible mood if she came. It’s one of the Dahlberg’s hotels, of course. It’s amazing. The walls are high and they’re painted in rich grey. There are hints of gold here and there, placed artistically to make the placemore classythan it already is.I glance at my reflection in one of the mirrors as we pass and I realize how close I am to Josh. In fact, our arms are linked together. I look at him and I see how handsome he looks despite his relapse. I fight the urge in me to kiss his cheek because I don’t want to earn weird looks from anyone and I still want him to know that I