Chapter 349 In Love With Nia:>7

Excerpt from the private diary of Nguye't Morrison, age 18 and three-quarters. Note to Jamie; if you read any of this, I swear I will put a bend in your knob that no amount of wanking will ever straighten out; you have been warned...
Tuesday 1st July, 2008
Jamie's coming home tomorrow, at last. He left me desolate 3 years ago, and I want to snub him, cut him dead for abandoning me, but all I can do is tremble at the thought of having him back again. He's been my protector, my favourite source of comfort and big hugs all my life, and when he left I was bereft (look it up, I've been waiting for years to use it), and I haven't stopped crying yet; I know, weird, right? He's my older brother, but he feels like the love of my life, and for the last three years there's been a huge blank space where he should be; every time I thought of him, I burst into tears, and I thought about him every day. When he comes home I'm going to play it cool, be aloof, casual, let him know that going away for so long is almost unforgiveable, that you don't make someone need you so much and then leave them.