Emotionless Chapter 2
I Miss You

A/N: Really sorry about those stupid annoying O things. I tried to get rid of them but it is no use! Anyway, please keep reading! This is Sean's POV chapter.

Chapter 2- I Miss You

I stared at the fence that surrounded the house. Mom was coming home soon and Dad left for work. So it was just me, again. It sort of reminded me of a few months ago, living on my own. And it all retraced back to Ellie. How I missed her. I was pretty sure she didnt give a crap about me, ever since I decided to stay here. But she just didnt understand. No one did. I didnt want to leave them, knowing that the whole of Degrassi would hate my guts. But I did what was best for me. I mean, hey, I need some controlling.

I wonder if Ellie ever would forgive me. Or understand. We had always been able to understand each other. I called her the day after, and she wasnt home. Which left me to the answering machine. I tried as hard as I could to explain my feelings, pour my soul out on that message. And I still think that she didn't hear it. If she did, and had the kindness to forgive me, she would of called. But, once again, the world was out to kill me.

I heard Mom's car pull in the driveway. She was holding bags, most likely groceries. I went outside, and helped with the bags, being the good mamma's boy that I was.

Oh hey honey. Thanks for the help. said Mom.

Once we got in the house and unloaded, I looked once again at me and Ellies photo album. It was chock full of photos of me and her, the ferret, Ashley, Craig, or whoever else happened to visit. It brought back good memories, ones I needed more then anything.

If It made you feel any better, you should go out there and visit her. said Mom.

I don't know if she still likes me though. How about if everyone out there hates me? I replied.

Then they truely aren't your friends. Just go and see what happens. said Mom.

I guess.. I said.

It sounded way too risky. Sure, I really wanted to see Ellie, Jay, Alex, and the crew. But I knew that they wouldn't want to see me. And the feeling of not being wanted is the worst feeling that anyone could have.
But, because my mom kept pushing me to, I eventually agreed.

Now I'm heading to Toronto, to Ellie's house. I'm sure that she is still there, or at me and Tracker's old house. While we rode I was as nervous as meeting someone for the first time. Who knew if this was a good idea?

Finally we got there. I tried as much as possible to go slow. I had our photo album in hand, and a leash in the other. Quickly I rang the doorbell. Here we go...