“you didn’t get anything from her.”

“and how would you know?”

“I check your mail everyday, I just do.”

“why are you checking my mail?”

“I just do now drop it so I can go.”

“fine leave.”

He grabs his stuff and walks out. I don’t know why I’m with him. He’s such a little bitch. I really wish spencer would just write me so I can just know she’s ok. I miss her…

It’s been 4 months, 4 damn months and she hasn’t responded to any of my letter. I do exactly what she wants and it’s still not good enough. I’ve been sober for 3 months, the only girl I’ve hooked up with is Jessie and that was like two months ago and I write her a letter every single damn day and I get nothing.

I guess she doesn’t want me anymore…

“why are you sitting in here all depressed, there’s a boys basketball game going on we should go check it out.”

“why doesn’t she write me back?”

“Spence…are you still dwelling on this?”

“yeah I am”

“look I don’t know Ashley but based on the letter she gave you I’m thinking that she is just having a hard time dealing with this. She told you to write her for a reason and you did but now you have to wait. She was hurt by you so you can’t be so demanding buddy.”

“should I stop writing?”

“hell no! look I wrote my mom for a year and she never wrote back. I was pissed you know, my own mom. But one day I was going to not write her and I was just starring at the paper when I heard someone at my door. I turned around and it was my mom just standing there. She said if I hadn’t have kept writing she never would have thought about coming to see me.”

“wow, good shit…”

“good sh, good shit! That’s great shit fool. I drop serious moment time on you and all you say is good shit? Man get your ass up and let’s go, I’m not going to watch you rot in this room waiting for the mail man. And now you ruined my mood I was so excited for your surprise too.”

“what surprise?”

“this surprise!”

I turn around and see glen waiting for me by the door way. I scream my ass off and tackle him down. I missed my brother and if anything could take my mind off of Ashley it was him.

“haha hey funky monkey! Why are you so damn sad we have a game to get to and I would love to wear my jersey.”

“you’re playing? How they hell are you playing in Canada?”

“we have a traveling team and the tournament we are in has finals here. I was going to tell you but I wanted to surprise you.”

“well I’m surprised. I missed you so much chunky monkey! I’m not sad at the moment though.”

“good because the game starts in like 15 minutes so we need to get going.”

“alright let’s go. Actually go down to the gym with Jessie I’ll be right there.”

“um alright we will see you down there.”

“ok and good luck.”

He smiles and they walk out. I don’t know how she does it but Jessie has a solution to everything. I think she is right, I’ll keep writing until I hear something from Ashley. I need her and I’m not walking away anymore.

I take out the balled up letter I wrote earlier and set it on my table. I’m not running away anymore.