Justice’s new friends occupied most of her times and that angered Max. When she did check her phone to talk to him, he was always angry because she was no longer always available for her. It got to the point where she didn’t feel like talking to him anymore. He was always angry. She didn’t like it. When she had told him that she had finally made some friends, she expected him to be happy for her. Instead…
so u’re replacing me
Explaining to him that she was not replacing him but was only trying to not feel so alone had not gone over well.
He accused her of seeing another guy.
Of him not being good enough for her.
Of her abandoning him.
Of leaving him to suffer the same fate that she so desperately wanted to get out of.
She didn’t want him to feel abandoned or alone. Try as she might, she just couldn’t split her time between the two. She was more involved in school. She even joined the tennis team with her friends.
They had been going back and forth for a month. Every time she checked her phone it was the same thing. She had countless messages from Max asking her why she was ignoring him. She scrolled through all of the message until she got to the end. Justice tried explaining to him that she had been busy with school and with the tennis team and then she had gone out with her friends.
He always got so angry.
It was starting to become unnerving for her. Nothing she did was right. She was only fourteen but she figured the type of relationship she was having with Max wasn’t a good one. He had spent weeks making her happy and making her feel like she wasn’t so alone in the world. Now, she had found her place in her new world. She didn’t want to lose him but if she was only going to anger him, what was the point.
So, Justice took a deep breath and sent Max a message saying maybe they shouldn’t text anymore. Maybe he should try to meet some people at his new school or join a sport. He did not like that.
u want 2 breakup w/ me?
y would u do something like that?
u found some1 else didn’t u?
tell me the truth
u used me
i helped u & now u want 2 throw me away
ur selfish Justice
Justice scrolled through the message and then turned her phone off. She had hurt him and in return he was hurting her. She couldn’t take it anymore. She tossed her phone on the cushion beside her on the couch and did her homework. She figured that she could talk to her friends and get their advice one what she should do. There had to be away for her to split her time between everything she had going on and Max, so that he could go back to being the sweet guy she knew and had fallen for.
Brittany sat down at the table across from Justice the next day.
“You look down. What’s up?” she asked.
“I’m having some problems with my boyfriend,” Justice said.
“You have a boyfriend?” Brittany asked surprised. She looked around the cafeteria. “Who is it?”
“He doesn’t go here. He doesn’t even live here. We met online.”
“Oh, so what’s the problem?”
“We used to talk everyday all day, but that was before when I didn’t have any friends and nothing else going on. I even tried to break up with him last night but that didn’t go over well.”
“You don’t want to be his girlfriend anymore?”
“I do. He’s really cute and he was really sweet to me, but because I can’t talk to him like before he gets so mad.”
“Just explain it to him that you get busy sometimes.”
“I don’t know. I’ve never had a boyfriend,” Brittany said. She shrugged her shoulders. “Do you have a picture?”
Justice pulled up the picture on her phone and showed it to Brittany.
“You’re dating a actor?” Brittany asked.
“What? Max isn’t a actor.”
Brittany took out her phone and started typing into it. She clicked something and turned the phone to Justice. A photo of a guy who looked a lot like Max was on the screen. Justice took the phone and scrolled through the photos.
“His name is Christopher Washington,” Brittany said. “I recognized him because he’s on this soap opera that my mom watches.”
Justice stopped on one of the photos. It was the same photo that she had saved into her phone. The one Max had sent to her. Justice handed the phone back to Brittany.
“I don’t understand,” she said. “Who have I been talking to for months?”
“I don’t know.” Brittany shrugged.
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