The Heartbroken - S01 E229

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The Heartbroken - S01 E229

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 229

Dan and Lily, for some reason, weren’t riding with us

though. When I questioned Justin about this, he just

shrugged and said Duuude, they s--k and that was

that. The last person we picked up had been Rev.

During the ride, we experienced more of Alyssa’s

coffee-deprived remarks, which only amused me

more than they probably should have, and Justin

and I decided to pass time by playing some

competitive quiz-type game on his phone.

“Don’t you feel like something’s different with

Alyssa?” I asked him under my breath.

“Oh, there is, all right.”

Intrigued, I raised an eyebrow at this. “What is it?”

Justin grinned. “Warren brought a girl with him last

night at the cookout.”

If I had been drinking something at that moment, I

probably would have spit it out in an oddly comical

way. “What?”

“Yep. He did.” He lifted a shoulder in a lazy shrug. “I

think Al’s finally realizing that they can’t be in this

limbo phase forever.”

“Limbo phase?”

“You know.” He shrugged. “They obviously still like

each other, but they’re idiots and they don’t realize it

at all. The possibility that Warren might start dating

someone else is probably letting her see things in a

new light.”

I didn’t expect Justin to be this observant.

Of all of us, I would have pegged him to be that

stereotypical guy who didn’t understand much of

serious relationships. He just didn’t seem like the kind

of person who would have cared.

“So, this girl,” I said. “Is Warren serious about her?”

He didn’t even look up from his phone’s screen.

“Nah. Dude, he’s still in love with Al. He’s probably

just trying to let go because he thinks she’s not

interested. But if Alyssa isn’t careful, he might really

end up being serious about it.”

“And you know this because…”

Finally, he looked up to shoot me a small grin.

“Contrary to popular belief, I know a lot about things

about relationships.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “How, exactly, did you

become an expert on this?”

“I have an older sister,” he replied with a slight

grimace. “I’ve been through many of her breakups

because apparently, she thinks of me as a younger

sister.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at this, imagining Justin

trying to comfort her big sister. The image was just

too impossible to imagine, but I took his word for it,

seeing as his observational skills were superb. “So

what’s the secret with dealing with breakups, then?”

“Duuude, there’s no secret behind it. It’s all really

simple, actually. You break up, you cry, you get

pissed, you hate, you stop crying, and you move

on.” He gave me another lazy shrug. “Not

necessarily in that order. And I know it’s not as easy

as it sounds, but I’m not saying it’s easy. I’m saying

it’s simple.”

“You got all this from helping your older sister glue

the pieces of her heart back together?”

“Now that’s where you’re mistaken,” he said, a ghost

of a smile plastered on his face. “When you get your

heart broken, other people can help you pick the

pieces up, but only you can glue the pieces back

together.”

I stared at Justin in shock, still not used to the fact

that he knew so much about this.