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Justin

I hesitate on answering the phone. Back and fourth trying to determine whether or not I should pick it up. I decide not to and just let it ring until I knew he left the voicemail. I was tempted to listen to the message he left on it beeped, letting me know there was one new voicemail, but I didn't.

What was Jesse trying to play? We haven't talked to each other for over who knows when. All of a sudden he wants to talk to me? Something just doesn't seem right. Part of me wants to believe that he wants us to be friends again, but I don't know. A lot of things have changed over the years.

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After a long drive to no where I end up looking at a sign that says, 'Malibu 2 miles North.' Malibu? Isn't that where Kaylee moved to after her parents died in that deadly car accident back in Kansas? I wasn't sure but either way, it'll take me mind off of Vegas for a while.

It would be nice seeing Kaylee's glowing smile again, even if she hates my guts right now.

Jesse

I don't know why but I called Justin the first time in a long time. Dialing the numbers slowly, then the phone rings and rings for a decent amount of time. I was just tempted to hang up but his answering machine picked up.

"Hey this is Justin! Sorry I can't come to the phone, but leave your name and number I'll get back to ya soon. Chow!"

A loud beep ran from the phone to my right ear. I pause.

"Hey Justin it's Jesse. I know you probably have no desire talking to you, but I was just wondering if you could call me back when you get the chance or whatever. Bye."

And I just left it at that. I wasn't really sure why I had the nerve to call him after all these years, but I just had to.

Kaylee

I'm still sitting out by the fire, about twenty minutes after Jolie left. Times been flying by fast lately I don't know why. I heard swishing of the water hitting the rocks as the ocean breeze blew by and sent chills down my back.

The night was beautiful, but my world was empty. I feel so lonely tonight. The only thing that's keeping me company is the brisk fire in front of me that I've been staring at for quite some time now.

Gently, I feel a cold hand on my shoulder. It was my Aunt Angie. I slowly look up at her and softly smile.

"Do you mind if I sit down?" she asks.

"Not at all." I respond.

She took a seat down on the warm sand to the left of me. "I know you miss your parents Kaylee, but you know that they are always with you in any shape or form." she says.

"Yeah I know, but something isn't right. I mean even before I've felt empty inside but for some reason, it's isn't the same. I love my parents with all my heart, but... my past with my friends is like coming back to haunt me. In a way I want to kill them, but sometimes I feel like they still care. Do you know what I'm saying Aunt Angie?" I explain.

She looks up at me as I pull my knees up to my chest. "I've had some of the same stuff happening to me as it did you. See I was in this band with some of my friends and it was nothing but a disaster getting ready to happen. Some how I still have some of the same friends, but two of the passed away without letting me know if they still cared about me." she hesitates for a moment as she wiped a tear away from her eyes. It almost made me cry. "Anyway, you should probably get back in the house. I'll put out the fire for you," she smiles.

"Thanks Angie," I smile back, getting up off the sand and start heading back to the beach house, looking back and Angie now and then.