Chapter Nine:WAIT!

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Jeremy's POV (Ooooo)

I was at Christine's because why not hang at my girlfriend's house? she was down in the kitchen getting something for us to eat when I saw her diary. It was pink and glittery. Just like her. 

I opened it and read. At first it all seemed normal but as I got further everything else changed. 

I couldn't believe it! Christine really did hurt Y/n! All this time I thought she didn't do anything wrong! I pushed away my friend for telling me the truth. I should have listened. But no, I didnt. 

When Christine came back up I told her I had to go because something came up. I hated lying to her, but I don't want her knowing I read her diary. 

I drove to my house as fast as I could. As soon as I walked through the door, I quickly grabbed my phone and dialed Y/n's number. It rang straight (unlike me) to her voicemail. Frustrated I called Michael. 

 "Hello?" An answer!

 "Michael it's me! " I said. 

 "Oh it's just you...." He sounded. ......disapointed? Why?

 "Hey look I messed up and I tried to call Y/n, but she didn't answer," I spoke hiding the hurt from his reaction. 

 "No shit you messed up. And she can't talk right now."

 "Can I see her?"

 "Nope."

 "Why? " 

 "She's gone."

 My feelings sunk, "Did she?"

 "No bro she didn't. She moved to Manhattan."

 "Moved? Manhattan?!"

 "Yep."

 I hung up. I couldn't handle it. Y/n is gone. Who knows how long it will be until I see her again. Will she even look me in the eye? I knew Y/n never lied, but I let my love for Christine blind me if what was true. I am so stupid. 

Y/n I am so sorry.


(Edited. That was heartbreaking to write.

So sorry for the big gap!

Love you all

~Emmy)

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