he turned and walked back to the buss stop they had passed. now he had duity...that was it just duity

After a while, she was able to dry the tears and push herself up so she could walk home, where she knew she was just going to cry more. It had all seemed as if it might work out, she'd invested into their new plan. But it fell to pieces, cutting like glass when she tried to put it back together. Being a writer at least helped her put this into an analogy that she might be able to use later.

after they were both seated Jasmin sighed, " so...I've been really looking into moving."

"You still looking for it as an option?" she asked.

Jasmin nodded, " one of the biggest possibilities."

"Why'd you still want to leave?" she asked, she just couldn't see her logic.

she sighed, " I need to get away. I mean from Matt and Dad and....I jst need a break."

"But why does that mean moving so far... and does Matt know?" she asked as an after thought.

Jasmin shook her head, " that's sort of the point. so he won't come looking." she said playing the the corner of her menu

She sighed. She kinda knew how Matt would be feeling right now. He'd be going out of his mind probebly. "Does he even know where you currently are?" she asked, suspcious.

she nodded, " yeah he does. I mean where would I go in New York other than my Dad's house."

"So he knows you're in new york, they arn't currenly going spare because you seem to have done another bunk?" she asked.

"WHat?" Jasmin asked a little confsed

"They know you're here, you didn't just creep off in the night without telling anyone did you?" she expained.

"No...I didn't sneek off. they knew I was comming back."