The Summer. Our Summer

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Chapter 27 (v.1) - Never forget

Submitted: November 21, 2010

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A/N: I wanted to put up a song, but I don't have it in my laptop so go I recommend you listening to Cold Water by Damien Rice while reading. Believe me when I say it, you NEEDto listen to that song while you read this. So hope you like and please don't kill me. With one chapter and the epilogue left Igive you Chapter Twenty Seven

It was the dreadful day.

It was the stupid day.

It was the day that marked a difference.

It was the day a small part of me fled away of the country.

It was the day all I could do was stare out the window of Rowan’s Beetle.

“Babe?” Rowan whispered.

I turned to look at her. “Yes?”

“We are here,” she told me and I noticed in fact we were. She had already parked even. We were at the airport and somewhere inside that building was Logan’s plane.

I let some tears fall. “I see.”

“Let’s go,” she smiled sadly at me.

I nodded and got down her car, mechanically.

I needed to see him. I had to see him soon or I’ll lose it soon.

We walked up to the airport and I spotted him immediately. He was standing there looking around the crowd, looking for someone. His family was around. Lorelei looked sad and Dakota was crying as for Mr. and Mrs. Trainor, they kept composed faces. Mr. Trainor even smiled.

I ran to hug him and he swirled me in his arms. “Hey Ave,” he said.

“Hey,” I choked as I felt more tears fall down.

This couldn’t be happening, not today, not to me. Not to our love. Only it was and there was no waking up from it.

“Don’t cry Ave. I don’t want the last image I take of you is one of your tear stained beautiful face, please?” he murmured.

I let out a sob and nodded, buried deep into his chest. I had to be strong for him, I had to keep it inside for a few seconds. Just a few minutes. That’s what we had left: minutes. Fucking minutes together.

“She’s sad, isn’t she?” I heard Lorelei whisper out to Rowan.

“Like you wouldn’t know,” she told her.

I wish I could be Dakota. I wish I could bawl my eyes out with crying and beg out to Logan to please don’t leave me. To stay with me forever, to drop everything and stay with me. But I wasn’t that selfish and I didn’t have the excuse of youth. So I swallowed it up and clung to Logan as hard as I could.

“Passengers to board flight 5478 to London please make your way over to gate number 15,” an over friendly voice said over our heads and I made my best effort not to let a sob out.

Logan let me go briefly and hugged his mom and his dad as they each murmured something out to him. Little Dakota hugged him and cried, “Don’t leave me Logan! Please don’t leave me!”

I wanted to scream the exact same thing. I swallowed back tears.

Lorelei hugged him too. “I’m going to miss you, cocky bastard.”

Do not cry Avery. Do not cry for God’s sake.

“I still think you’re smoking and if you as much turn to look at a London girl I’m going to personally castrate you for being such an ass to my wonderful friend back home,” Rowan told him seriously.

Logan laughed and hugged her. “I’m going to miss you too Rowan.”

She winked and let him go. It was just me.

I stepped into his arms again. “I’m going to miss you like you wouldn’t know Ave,” he murmured.

“Time will pass sooner than you think,” I lied. What a bullshit lie.

“So am I hoping. Never forget I love you, okay?”

I nodded and swallowed back my tears as he leaned in to kiss me one last time, a breathtaking kiss, before picking his bags and strolling over to luggage check and waved over at us.

I waved back and as soon as he had disappeared I broke. I broke into erratic sobs. I think I even fell to the ground murmuring. “No please come back. Please, let this be a dream. I love you.”

Rowan fell beside me and wrapped her arms around me as I whispered, “I love you.”

All I could think was he wasn’t going to be here to make me laugh. He was gone for a whole year and I wouldn’t see his smile, hear his voice, feel his lips in mine.

“I love you,” I murmured one last time, before Rowan helped me stand up and somehow guided me out of the airport to her car. I was numb.

I was totally numb.

*

I was at Rowan’s place and I was lying on her bed. How? Don’t even ask me.

“You fell asleep and Mason helped me carry you in,” she told me.

I nodded. “Is he really gone?”

She nodded. “He is babe.”

I stared at her and bit my lip as tears flowed down. “HE CAN’T BE GONE!” I screamed. “I MISS HIM RO!”

She stared at me. “I know babe.”

“NO YOU DON’T! You can’t feel this pain inside my chest. This thing that is ripping me apart. This thing that makes every single fucking cell in my body miss him! YOU CAN’T FEEL ANY OF THAT!” I screamed.

She stared at me as I cried and sobbed and screamed.

All she did was stare at me.

“I miss him so much,” I whispered once my hissy fit was over and all I could feel was this emptiness inside me.

“You’ll get used to it babe,” she told me. “You two are still together. He is just far away, but he is still yours.”

I stared at her and collapsed onto bed. He was still mine. What did it serve me if he couldn’t be here? Yes he was mine, but not mine entirely.

She collapsed beside me and wrapped her arms around me as I started bawling my eyes out again.

When was the pain going to stop?

I cried myself to sleep that night and all I could think of was of Logan and his last wave.

*

I woke up next morning with blotchy eyes and an odd pain in the center of my chest and a grumbling stomach.

I got out of bed as silently as I could and went down the stairs just as carefully, rounding to reach the Tyson’s kitchen when I saw Mason’s figure sitting peacefully in the kitchen’s island chewing on some cereal.

I entered the kitchen shyly and he turned to smile at me. “Hey Avery.”

“Hello Mason,” I told him.

He didn’t say another thing as I looked out the window and closed my eyes, letting another tear fall.

“Heartbreak doesn’t last for forever Avery,” he told me. “The empty feeling in your chest will disappear sooner or later,” he told me.

I opened my eyes and turned to look at him. “That’s all I’m asking for.”

He half-smiled and turned to his cereal. “It won’t, I promise.”

And it was like that was all I needed to hear. For someone to tell me it wasn’t as bad as it looked and that it would get better with time.

“Thanks Mason,” I told him.

He looked up, his blue eyes penetrating through me. “Anytime Avery.”

I nodded and sighed.


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