Just go ahead and tell dad already
Arny Manigold
youre bailing after him asking and practically begging you to stay?
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My Father’s Best Friend
I’m suffering
POP
WILLIAM
I miss her…
Unconsciously, longing tightens my heart, brings tears to my eyes, and lets them flow down my face, wetting my pillow… For the first time in my entire life. I cried over a woman. And I realize that no matter how much time passes, the longing and absence will always be there, no matter how much I try to convince myself otherwise.
I don’t understand, I swear I don’t understand. I even tried to understand on the first day, but I couldn’t. Furthermore, I ask myself every single day, “What did I do wrong? Where did I mess up for her to leave me?” If she would just talk to me, at least tell me what happened for her to go away… I would do everything to change what wasn’t pleasing her, I would accept everything, but I don’t want to lose her.
I talked to Ava, hoping she would tell me something, but she said she didn’t know anything, Julia has locked herself in her room since the day she left me and hasn’t come out for anything. I swear I was almost jumping out of that damn window again, even with my messed–up rib.
I wanted to
red to talk to her, look into her eyes, and understand at least what the hell was going on
Why did she leave me?
Why was she ignoring me?
What did I do wrong?
My
y God! It all seemed so perfect between us. I hate myself for doing something that made her leave me,
Today is Sunday.
John invited me to another barbecue at his house. I thought about declining. I’m a wreck. But the possibility of seeing Julia and maybe being able to talk cheered me up. I’m not giving up on her. So thinking about that, here I am, in front of my friend’s house.
I pressed the doorbell, waiting for someone to answer. I’m very nervous. My hands are sweating, and my heart is racing. I think I might have a heart attack at any moment. I’m not a kid anymore, Julia should know that and not put me through this. This girl is going to kill mel
The door opened, and Ava smiled as soon as she saw that it was me.
I looked inside her house and didn’t see anyone in the living room, which means they comer away from the door. She looked at me furiously
they must be in the outdoor dining area. I pull Ava by the hand and drag her to a
“Have you gone crazy?” she asked, crossing her arms.
“Sorry.” I apologized. I was desperate.
“What’s wrong. Will?” She softened her voice upon seeing my condition, I wasn’t doing well, and I couldn’t confide in my best friend.
“Why has she been avoiding me?” I asked nervously.
