A/N: I know it's been a long time, but I'm going to try to finish this story as soon as I can. It's my favourite story that I have written, and I would really like for it to be complete. I hope you enjoy it!
Song: There is- Box Car Racer
"Sometimes I really hate her." Megan sighed. "I'm sorry. That's an awful thing to say."
"Don't be sorry, not all your emotions are going to be positive. It's okay to talk about the negative emotions," the therapist said.
"She was my best friend..." She lowered her head, not wanting to say anymore. It shouldn't feel this bad. Three years later and the ache was still there.
-
Megan waited until she was in her car before checking her phone. She had felt it vibrate while she was in her session. She had a message from CJ.
"Hey, Megan. Um... I was just calling because..." He sniffled and chuckled sadly. "I guess I just wanted to hear a familiar voice. So... call me back when you get a chance. I miss you."
The tone of his voice made her heart stop. She was already in Jersey before she realized she wasn't heading home.
-
It took Megan five hours to she realized she was being a tiny bit impulsive. He said to call him back, not drive all day to come see him. She decided it was too late to turn around; she was already halfway there.
-
"Where are you?" Gemma screamed over the phone.
"Somewhere south of Virginia."
"What?"
Megan pulled the phone away from her ear and winced. "One of the Carolinas. I don't know which one."
"What are you doing all the way down there?"
"Please stop yelling. Something came up."
"Sorry," Gemma said in a softer voice. "I just got worried when you missed group without calling."
"Shit. I completely forgot about that. I had a private session this morning and I guess group just slipped my mind."
"Well, I guess I can forgive you. We just got worried because we know today is..."
"I know." In fact, that was the reason Megan decided on the one-on-one sessions in addition to group. With the stress of graduation on top of everything else, she needed a little more support.
"Is that why you're heading south? Are you going to see him?"
"Yes and no." She sighed. "He sounded sad in a message he left me... I just need to see him."
"Are you going to tell him?"
She wanted to play dumb and pretend she didn't know what the question meant. "I don't know."
-
It was just past 11PM when she was standing outside the door of his apartment. She had a lot of time to think about what she was going to say. She also had a lot of time to think about what made her drive all this way. No answers were coming to her.
He looked confused when he opened the door. His eyes were red and it looked like he had been crying. "Megan, what are you...?"
Before he could finish the question, she threw herself at him. He caught her, holding his arms tightly around her waist. She threw herself at him before he could even finish the question. He stumbled backwards, catching her around the waist. A wave of emotion caught her by surprise, and she began to cry into his chest.
Getting over his shock, CJ pulled her into the apartment and kicked the door closed.
-
"Here you go," CJ said, handing her a glass of water.
Megan wiped at her eyes again. Though she had stopped crying, tears were still flowing. She took a sip of water and tried to focus on her breathing.
"Are you...?" CJ's question died with a sigh. He sat next to her and rested his hand on her knee. "Do you want to talk about it?"
The weight of his hand on her knee had cracked the little control she had left. She was starting to shake again. "I came to comfort you." She let out a small chuckle. "I'm not doing a very good job."
"To comfort me?"
She saw that he didn't understand. "The message you left this morning... You sounded so sad and..."
His expression cleared. "I'm so sorry."
"You sounded sad and I just couldn't get to you fast enough!" she exclaimed before breaking down again.
CJ pulled her close. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you."
Megan could hear his voice breaking. "I know I overreacted. I just..."
"It's okay. I should have thought..." He held her tighter. "I would never..."
Megan looked up and saw CJ's eyes were filled with tears. "I can't lose you."
He gently brushed his thumb across her cheek to try and wipe away the tears. "I..." He blinked, causing his own tears to fall. He gently brushed his lips against hers. "I'm yours."
-
"I love you," CJ said.
Megan smiled. "You keep saying." She kissed him. She couldn't get over how natural it felt. "I love you, too."
"When do you have to go back?"
"Kicking me out already?"
"No." He wrapped his arms around her. "I need to know so I can think of a way to get you to stay."
"I haven't thought that far ahead. This wasn't exactly a planned visit."
CJ chuckled. "Next time you decide to surprise me in the middle of the night, could you do it without crying? Think sexy. Like wearing a little black dress or..."
Megan laughed and pushed him away. "No more surprise visits from me. Next time, it's your turn to drive all day in some crazy declaration of love."