CHAPTER ELEVEN
LET YOU GO
I ran over to search for Morgan but she was long gone. Chasing her was always so damn hard. I couldn't believe she didn't tell me, and I couldn't believe that I was that clueless. All that time telling her about the way I loved Julia, man it must have hurt like hell. Damn it, how could I be so clueless? I hate myself right now. It did explain her crying in the bathroom..
Great, now to look for a missing Morgan. Where would you go if you were 19 in a big city like New York? ....Ah hell, like I'd know. She won't be drinking 'cause she doesn't drink when she's sad, more like the opposite. She doesn't like to talk to people when she's sad so she's not at a friend's. But even if I do find her, she won't talk to me too. But hell, that's alot better than her missing
