Pacey glanced at Joey's peaceful sleeping form and had to remind himself of
the reason he was doing this. She was too good for him. All he was going to
do was hold her back in life. Everybody thought so. His father, Dawson,
Bessie, and two out of the three had no problem telling him every chance
they got. Pacey was sure that one day Joey would think so too, and she
would resent him for it. He couldn't bear the thought of that. That's why
he had to leave, now, before he lost his courage and couldn't do it.
Going over to Joey's side of the bed, he knelt down beside her. Pacey gently kissed her forehead and whispered his last good-byes. He forced himself not to look back as he walked out of the apartment they shared.
**************************
The first thing Joey became aware of when she woke up was that she was alone in bed. Grabbing her robe she walked into the kitchen fully expecting to find Pacey at the stove making one of his delicious breakfasts. What she found was an empty kitchen, a most unusual occurrence in the Potter-Witter household. The coffeepot hadn't even been used.
Joey got a sinking feeling in her gut but dismissed it quickly. Pacey probably had an errand to run. He would be back in no time, right? Joey would have continued to think so but it just wasn't possible when she walked back into the bedroom they had been sharing for the last six months.
The closet door had been left open and most of his clothes were gone. It was the same thing with his stuff in the bathroom. Joey was starting to panic but she still could have come up with many excuses if not for the note she found lying on the bedside table. That one piece of paper left no doubt in her mind.
************************* Jo,
I'm sorry that I had to leave like this but its for the best. You deserve the world and that's something I'm not capable of giving you. I'm not worthy of your love but I don't think I can bear the thought of you hating me. Please don't hate me, Jo. I'll be back someday, one day when I've made something of myself. Just remember how much I love you.
Pacey
**************************** "Joey?" Jen opened the door to Pacey and Joey's apartment tentatively. It was 3:00 p.m. and they were supposed to have met for lunch at noon. Joey had never shown up. She had never called, either. Such behavior just wasn't Joey-like.
Jen would have assumed that Joey had decided to spend the day in bed with her boyfriend but Pacey's car wasn't in any of the parking spaces in front of the apartment.
"Joey?" a sniffle came from the back bedroom and Jen went to investigate.
She found Joey curled up in a ball on the floor in the middle of a small pile of Pacey's old T-shirts. Her face was puffy and tear stained from what looked to be hours of crying. Jen sat next to Joey, pulling the tall brunette into her arms, she began to comfort her friend. For the first time since she had know Joey Potter, the girl hugged her back.
Joey clung to Jen as if she were the last person in the world. Jen couldn't make sense of it. "What happened? Joey, what's wrong?"
Going over to Joey's side of the bed, he knelt down beside her. Pacey gently kissed her forehead and whispered his last good-byes. He forced himself not to look back as he walked out of the apartment they shared.
**************************
The first thing Joey became aware of when she woke up was that she was alone in bed. Grabbing her robe she walked into the kitchen fully expecting to find Pacey at the stove making one of his delicious breakfasts. What she found was an empty kitchen, a most unusual occurrence in the Potter-Witter household. The coffeepot hadn't even been used.
Joey got a sinking feeling in her gut but dismissed it quickly. Pacey probably had an errand to run. He would be back in no time, right? Joey would have continued to think so but it just wasn't possible when she walked back into the bedroom they had been sharing for the last six months.
The closet door had been left open and most of his clothes were gone. It was the same thing with his stuff in the bathroom. Joey was starting to panic but she still could have come up with many excuses if not for the note she found lying on the bedside table. That one piece of paper left no doubt in her mind.
************************* Jo,
I'm sorry that I had to leave like this but its for the best. You deserve the world and that's something I'm not capable of giving you. I'm not worthy of your love but I don't think I can bear the thought of you hating me. Please don't hate me, Jo. I'll be back someday, one day when I've made something of myself. Just remember how much I love you.
Pacey
**************************** "Joey?" Jen opened the door to Pacey and Joey's apartment tentatively. It was 3:00 p.m. and they were supposed to have met for lunch at noon. Joey had never shown up. She had never called, either. Such behavior just wasn't Joey-like.
Jen would have assumed that Joey had decided to spend the day in bed with her boyfriend but Pacey's car wasn't in any of the parking spaces in front of the apartment.
"Joey?" a sniffle came from the back bedroom and Jen went to investigate.
She found Joey curled up in a ball on the floor in the middle of a small pile of Pacey's old T-shirts. Her face was puffy and tear stained from what looked to be hours of crying. Jen sat next to Joey, pulling the tall brunette into her arms, she began to comfort her friend. For the first time since she had know Joey Potter, the girl hugged her back.
Joey clung to Jen as if she were the last person in the world. Jen couldn't make sense of it. "What happened? Joey, what's wrong?"
