Dear...Journal? I don't really know what to call you!! Well, It's Joe, though I guess you probably already knew that. I've never actually had a journal or diary before, that's what the internet is for right? Bebo, Face Book, Twitter etc, etc, blah blah. But I need to talk to someone, someone who doesn't have an opinion that can be thrown in my face or yell at me or make...make me cry. I know what I did was wrong! I know she didn't deserve that... Didi I mean. I know it was selfish and manipulative, unfair and unjust...and I'm starting to sound like Kevin. It's just... did you ever have someone in your life that you loved so much you heart felt like it was so full of love it was going to erupt and spill out onto the floor...Of course you didn't... you're a leather bound book filled with paper. Well that's how I felt when I was with her...how I still feel. Maybe if you knew the whole story, you might see my side of it, see why I had to do what I did, why I had to ruin her special day, the day of my best friend's wedding!! Let's start at the beginning , When all the trouble began.
(13 MONTHS AGO)
"Get up Joe, Get up Joe, Get up Joe, Get up Joe, Get up Joe," Ugh, Stupid custom-made alarm clock.
I turned over so I could lightly...fling it at my wall, causing it to smash. It was the fourth one that week, I am really not a morning person. What's worse is getting up when it's still dark, if I didn't love life so much, mornings like this would make me wanna kill myself.
I sigh as I rise from my very comfortable and cosy hotel room bed. It was too much of a struggle to stand up so I just decided to sleep for another ten minutes or an hour, I mean to boys could go on Ryan Seacrest without me right. They wouldn't miss me that much. After a while, I was starting to dose off when I hear the door opening and someone lift the covers, climbing in next to me.
"Unless you're Jessica Alba or Angelina Jolie coming to get freaky get the hell out of my bed," I mumbled, my face buried in my pillow.
She giggled "Yeah cause that'll happen, and who the hell says "get freaky" anymore?"
"I don't appreciate your sarcasm at this early hour," I groan as I turn over to face her.
"Didi" I gasped with a fake sense of excitement.
"Joe" She copied my expression
"Get the hell out of my bed," I said as I turned back over getting comfortable.
"You were supposed to be up an hour ago, get up or I swear I'll bludgeon you with one of Kevin's guitars"
I didn't move as I was already falling back to sleep.
She sighs and I feel her weight lifting off the bed "You asked for it"
"If you turn on that light you're fired," I growl.
"Right, cause I don't hear that every single morning" she turned on the light and walked over to the rack that had all my clothes for the week. "Besides, if you did fire me your whole world would fall apart, If it wasn't for me you'd forget to breathe" she had a point, Didi did everything for me. She really was the greatest personal assistant ...ever, a royal pain in my ass, but she was my best friend.
Sorry it's so short guys but youtube said it was too long!! I'll put up part 2 straight away!! Please tell me what you think:)
Luv Didi xoxo
you are a GREAT storyteller. I'd buy a book from you anyday ^^
AnGeLWiTAGLiTcH 6 months ago
@AnGeLWiTAGLiTcH Thank you so much! I really appreciate that:)
Didiluvsya1990 6 months ago
@AnGeLWiTAGLiTcH Wow...Thank you, that's really awesome:)
-Danielle
Didiluvsya1990 5 months ago
@AnGeLWiTAGLiTcH Wow ...Thank you, That's really sweet!!:)
Didiluvsya1990 5 months ago
I'm in loveeee with this storyyy! Amazing as always, Di! (:
iHope121 1 year ago
@iHope121 Thanx girly!! I'm glad you like it:)
Didiluvsya1990 1 year ago