A World Apart.

The Days turn to Weeks.

I would wake up read messages from Sam, not acknowledging my mom as I walked out the door over to Liam's, listen to him talk about the girl he likes, go to school and daydream about Sam, walk home with Liam and listen to him talk about the girl he likes and go home straight to my room and facetime Sam. Thats how my day went. Always. But today was different, it was the day before I left to Miami. The day was the same until my walk home with Liam, he kept talking about the girl he liked. I finally just asked him who this girl he was always talking about was. "You." Liam said. I stopped "What?"
"Yeah, I know right crazy but I can't keep faking these feeling that I feel for you." Liam said confidently.
I stood there not saying a word until I said "Liam...I'm leaving tommorow... to be with my boyfriend."
Liam didn't say anything he just looked towards the floor and kept walking normaly towards his house. I called his name but he kept walking. I couldn't move, I fell to my knees and absorbed this feeling. Confusion, anger, guilt. But I couldn't keep thinking this way. I was about to be with my true love. I needed to go to sleep as soon as possible. I got up off my knees and sprinted home, I opened the door to see my parents sitting at the table. They looked... sorry. I looked at them "What's wrong?"
"Alyssa... sit down please." My dad said in a depressed tone.
I didn't question it, they seemed serious so I walked to the table pulling the chair out and then sitting on it. "So what's up?"
"Honey, I don't know how to say this... I-, Darrel I can't do this." My mom said beginning to cry.
"Guys, what's wrong. You're scaring me." I said in a concerened tone.
"Alyssa. Sam was in an accident." My dad said without making eye contact.
"Oh? Is he alright?" I said confused.
"No, Alyssa. he was in a car crash. He was seriously injured," My eyes began to water and my throat felt as if barb wire was caught inside. "Alyssa honey... Sam didn't make it."
I collapsed. I couldn't feel a single joint in my body all I could feel was my tears pouring down my cheeks. My dad picked me up and brought me to my room and sat with me as I screamed in pain. Eventually I fell asleep crying. When I woke up I began to cry again, My dad walked into my room holding my bag I had packed to go to Miami. "His family said they want you to come to his funeral. You don't have to go if you don't want honey."
My throat closed but I managed to say "No, I have to go. Sam would have wanted me there." My dad nodded and put my bags into the car as I got dressed and walked to the car preparing to finally go to the airport. As I borded the plane I read a quote that said" The sun and moon chased eachother for eternity... But never got the pleasure of meeting."