Cry for Help?

Henry took a deep breath before he looked down at the note. I watched as his facial expression changed from being curious to being worried. I resisted the urge to yank the note out of his hand and read it myself. I was trying to keep myself calm by looking at the wall art that was hanging in the lobby.

"What is it? What does it say?" I asked him after he had looked up at me. He shook his head and just handed me the note. More like, threw the note. Something in the note obviously caused him to be worried about Justin.

I found a seat in the lobby and sat down. I was curious of what's in the note, yet, I didn't want to know. So many questions came rushing into my mind, causing a headache. I tried to filter them out as much as possible, the only ones that I could decipher in that mess of thoughts were the ones as followed...

Where is Justin? Why did he check out without telling me or Henry? Why didn't he answer the phone last night and just leave us a note this morning?

Nothing was making any sense to me. I took a deep breath and silently read Justin's note.


Courtney and Henry,

Sarah and I had a nice long talk about everything. At first, I was angry at her because I thought that she had cheated on me. But, she reassured me that nothing had happened between her and Sean while we were together. She claimed that she and Sean had officially became a couple the day after she left me.

She signed a 12-month lease with Sean. The plan is for her to attend community college in New York and for her to look for a job in New York. Her parents have cut her off financially because she left me at the alter, which is surprising because they didn't like me very much. She sounded like she was ecstatic about living in New York and the excitement of a new relationship with someone who wasn't me.

I tried to understand her side of the story, why she had decided to leave me, I'm not sure that I completely understand her point of view. She said that we were in a rut, but I was constantly trying to come up with new things for us to do. Apparently, my efforts weren't enough for her to stay. Apparently, my love for her wasn't enough to make her stay.

Maybe it was for the best that we went our separate ways. I still believe that she is the love of my life. I don't know if I can ever find love again after Sarah and I'm not sure if I can handle that reality.

I just wanted to say goodbye.

I hope your relationship goes better than mine did.

Justin


I didn't know what to think. I was more confused than ever. What did the note mean?

I looked at Henry and he was tapping his fingers on the coffee table nervously.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he asked me.

"What are you thinking?" I asked him.

"That he's going to kill himself!" he exclaimed quietly so no one around us could hear.

"What?" I exclaimed loudly. I got looks from various hotel guests in the lobby. I smiled, apologetically and quietly said "What?".

"He sounds depressed in the note," he whispered. "More depressed than ever. Just the tone of the letter."

"Ok, the tone is really depressing, but I don't think he's going to kill himself!" I told him. "I'll just call him, he has his cell phone on him."

I grabbed Henry's cell phone and dialed Justin's number.

Ring.. Ring.. Ring..