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Post by shadyrock on Apr 15, 2007 18:51:34 GMT -5
Alone in the front room Justin sat on his black leather coach. His mind set on the phone that layed in front of him in the coffee table. Would he call her? Would he wait? Questions flooded into his head. He finally decided to give her a call. He picked up the phone and slowly dialed her number. He sighed as it rung into his ear. -She's not home...- he though as it kept ringing nonstop. Finally Gaby's voice came on. Justin got a glimpse of hope. Nope it was the machine. He sighed and closed his eyes. As the tone came on he opened his eyes and muttered," Gaby." He sat up a bit and said louder," Gaby, I am sorry... I have been so busy with my job and everything. I am afriad you hate me but- I understand if you do." He was out of breath as he got to the end. " To wrap all that up in a few words," He sighed and said,"I am sorry, and whatever happens i love you." He closed his eyes and said," Bye." He hung up and leaned back after setting the phone lightly down on the table.
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