Let Yourself Fall // sequel to My Ethan Karpathy

Chapter 100.

A/N: CAN I JUST SAY THAT I NEVER PLANNED TO GO THIS FAR WITH THIS FANFICTION, BUT THANKS TO ALL YOUR SUPPORT, IM UP TO A TOTAL OF 170 CHAPTERS. IM NOT SURE IF ITS DRAGGING ON WAY TOO FAR, BUT IM THINKING, IN ORDER TO FINISH THIS BOOK WITHOUT A SUDDEN, ANNOYING STOP, I MIGHT HAVE TO WRITE ANOTHER, SHORTER EPILOGUE BOOK. ANYWAYS, PLEASE LEAVE ME YOUR THOUGHTS IN THE COMMENTS. THANK YOUUUU, AND ALSO ANOTHER THANK YOUUUUU FOR STICKING WITH ME UNTIL 100 CHAPTERSSSS.

*PAISLEYS POV*

I am staying in a hotel room along the beach. It was late when I got there, and it was the only thing available and close. It's expensive, and I need to get out. Going home has crossed my mind a couple of times, but I'm not sure I'm ready. I couldn't go home to living with Ethan and not be in a relationship with him. I'm still in a relationship with him now, but I've fucked up.

I want to fix things between Brai and I, though. I don't want to stay with him, I just want him as my friend. He's been through a lot of stuff, and by the looks of it, he has no one he can talk to about it. If he ever needs someone, I want to be here for him. I hear a ding and see I have an email. It's from my step auntie, saying that my cousins are at the holiday shack. My extended family all own a holiday shack on McCauley's beach, NSW.

That's when an idea hits me. If Khloe and Anna, my cousins are there, I could stay with them. I pull out my phone and call Khloe.

"Hey, Paisley! Long time no talk." she greets almost straight away.

"Yeah, how are you?" I ask.

"I'm really good, it's hot here. What can I do for you?"

"Um, well, I just heard you were at the shack," I start.

"Yeah."

"Have you got room for one more?" I ask hopefully.

"Of course! Anna and I are bored out of our minds," she laughs. "When can we expect you?"

"One sec." I say, pulling out my laptop. I quickly type up cheap airfare deals and come up with my answer.

"Tomorrow night?" I ask.

"Sure, we'll pick you up from the airport. Text me with the details." she says cheerfully.

"Thank you, see you then." I say as she hangs up.

I decide to make use of the hotel wifi and go on YouTube. I search through my recommended videos and find the one of Jai on Disney channel a few years ago. I decide to watch it because of how bored I am. I am actually laughing by half way through the video. Jai looks so young and different. His voice is so high compared to now. Something he says catches my full attention and I have to go back.

"Favourite beach?"

"Mm, McCauley's beach."

Oh shit.

I'm having a battle with myself whether to cancel or not, but then I realise. It's just Jai, and he's not even home. He's still in Drysdale. Well, as far as I know that is. I also can't stay here, it's too expensive. I shut everything off and turn off the bedside lamp. I crawl under the covers of the nice, comfy bed and relax. I guess this room is worth the price. Soon I fall asleep, excited to leave tomorrow.

***

I wake up from the constant banging coming from the room above mine. I check the time and see that it's 8:30. The airport website says that there's a cheap Jetstar flight leaving at 11:30, so I'll go early and make sure I get on.

I hesitantly climb out of bed and put on some music to drown out the noisy neighbours. It doesn't work. I pack everything in my suitcase and am about to sit down to watch TV. I'll leave in half an hour. I make sure my phone is plugged in and make my bed. There's something about leaving a fancy hotel room in a bad state. I sort of want to make up with Brai before I go, and that thought is eating me up inside. I make my mind up, I stand up, turn off the TV and grab the handle in my suitcase. I walk it slowly down the stairs and to the front desk. I check out and head out into the sunshine, find the bus stop and study the sign carefully. Just as I work out which bus I need, the bus pulls up. I hop on and pay, sitting down near the front. It doesn't take that long to get to the end of Brai's street, and the bus isn't crowded. I get off quickly, thanking the bus driver as I go. I walk slowly down the road to Brai's house and leave my suitcase on the doorstep, not wanting him to think I want to come back and stay with him. I ring the doorbell, and much to my dismay, his mum opens it. Her eyes fill with shock when she sees its me.