《Notes in My Locker》LXI. Welcome Home
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Chapter 61, Welcome Home
If you want me to trust you and forgive you, you have to work for it. I've learned to stop being a push over.
It was time for me to go home, I was wearing sweat pants and a long sleeved shirt, Euphoria ended in August, I was hit by a car in early September.
I'm leaving the hospital in the middle of October, I had a lot to catch up in school.
I put on my Crocs and brushed my hair in a low messy ponytail, Jaden walked in the room with a smile.
He grabbed my hand and we walked out of the room happily, he told me that he's now dating Dani and he couldn't be more happy.
Of course I was happy for them, I mean they truly found love thanks to me.
We walked to the car and he helped me into the backseat, Jayla was driving us to my house.
I watched as the scenery changed, everything was going in a blur.
We got to my house, Jaden helped me out and wrapped his arm around my waist and I wrapped my arm around his neck.
My thigh had the cut, it appeared last week when I accidentally fell.
We got inside and immediately was congratulated with my arrival, I smiled and sat down on the couch.
After some moments, I went to the kitchen to grab some lemonade when Javon walked in.
"I'm the last person you want to see but please, I know I messed up a bunch of times but I can't not talk to you."
Javon said as he walked over to me, I looked away from him and nodded slowly.
I had to make a careful decision, I didn't want people to call me dumb.
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"Javon, you hurt me a bunch of times."
I said, he winced at my words, I'm guessing it caused him to remember the times I had gotten hurt whenever we argued.
I looked away and sighed, I looked back at him and smiled.
"I just want us to be good again, even if you're going to be with someone else."
He finally said, I nodded again.
I had no idea what to say, I wanted him to just give me time to process everything.
If you want me to trust you and forgive you, you have to work for it. I've learned to stop being a push over.
I said, I was proud of myself for setting a bit of boundary between us.
People needed to know that I was done being a door mat, I needed respect and I was going to get it.
Javon nodded and smiled, he went to give me a hand shake but I denied it.
Instead I pulled him into a hug, he hugged back after a moment and pulled away.
I grabbed my cup and went to the living room, we began to talk about the things I missed.
Mila and Milo already said their first words and ate their first solid foods, I was upset that I missed that but glad that I'll be here to witness the rest of their firsts.
As the sun set and everyone left, I sat in the living room alone and in the dark.
I learned to be comfortable alone, whether it meant dying alone or not.
I closed my eyes and opened them, suddenly there was a sound coming from the kitchen.
I've faced death so many times to be scared of dying already, I got up from the couch and saw Elizabeth.
The song Are You With Me? By Nilu played in my head, my eyes watered as I saw my favorite person angel.
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She had a gorgeous halo hovering over her head and gorgeous white wings.
She was wearing a beautiful white dress and a flower crown, I looked at her and smile.
We come into the world, worse for the wear. But the fathers are not ours to bear.
I felt my breath hitch, I looked at her and everything went back into slow motion.
I felt like nothing could harm me when I was in presence of Elizabeth, she looked at me with a smile as well.
She opened her arms and in slow motion I felt, I ran over to her.
Don't give up, no not yet.
As I got closer to her, I slowly stopped running and went into a sprint.
Are you with me? Are you in, or are you out?
I leaped into her arms, she caught me and twirled me around.
For the first time I didn't cry, but I let out a laugh.
After a moment she set me down and kissed my forehead before she vanished into thin air, I went to bed praying we would see each other again.
Even if it meant I'd die at an early or later age, I wanted to see her.
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