Chapter One: Maybe, Someday.
Wisteria Lane. From the outside it just looks like a pretty street with normal families leading there extremely normal lives. But really there are sinister truths and shocking scandals hiding over the neatly trimmed hedges, and friendly smiles of its residents. How do I know this? Because I was once a part of someone's secrets and lies who lived on this street.
Three years, I thought as I drove my car slowly down the lane, has it really been that long? As I glanced out the car window I saw the Savco kids playing on there front lawn. Laughing and running they looked so care free. I also saw Julie Mayer walking along the sidewalk carrying a bag of groceries. She looked so much older since the last time I saw her. Then again so did I. I wonder if he did. She causally looked in my direction then she did a double take. She looked surprised. I waved at her with a smile and she smiled back and mouthed "Hi" at me. I drove past her. There was only one person I came back to see.
I stopped outside the Van De Kamp house. I got out of my car and stood looking up at it. Memories started to come flooding back into my head. Some good some bad. I bit my lip. Maybe this was a really bad idea, really really bad. He wouldn't want to see me again. He will have moved on, found someone else. Some other guy. Or maybe even some girl I thought. As that entered my head I was ready to get back into my car and drive away when I heard a voice behind me.
"Justin?" said the familiar voice.
I turned around quickly. It was John. Standing there shirtless with a pair of hedge clippers in his right hand. He looked just the same, like the last day I saw him. He was smiling. He looked pleased to see me.
"Hey man! What's up?" I said as I walked over and gave him a friendly hug.
"Not much. Still gardening as you can see. And not just trimming the hedges if you know what I mean," he said as he glanced behind him at the Solis house with a grin.
I laughed. So that was still going on. Some things just never changed. As I stood there talking to John, I really hope that would apply to other things too. Like things between me and Andrew.
"So where the hell have you been all this time dude?" he said.
"Oh you know here and there. Went travelling. Had to clear my head, get away,"
"I hear ya," said John nodding knowingly looking at the Van De Kamp house. "I don't need three guesses who you're here to see,"
I smiled. "Yeah," I looked at the floor. "Couldn't help myself,"
He laughed. "Well he doesn't live here anymore. He has an apartment not far away. Listen I know where it is and im nearly finished here. I could come and show you where it is. We could catch up properly on the way,"
"Yeah that would be great," I smiled as he patted my shoulder. I was really glad I had bumped into him. He was a really good friend. So Andrew had finally broken free from his mother I thought as I got back into my car. I felt nervous and a little excited. Thinking of just seeing him again. I wondering if he still had that easy confidence, that cheeky half smile with those lips………
"Ready," said John next to me.
"Yeah." I smiled. But really I don't think I would ever really be ready to see him again. My only addiction.