Chapter Negative Thirteen: One Night
"Kiss me just like the world is ending. Give me one last perfect memory. I don't want to say goodbye."
~Kiss Me Like The World Is Ending by Avril Lavigne~
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Warnings: abuse, addiction, biphobia/homophobia, death, domestic violence, hospitals/medical things, language, slight smut, substance abuse, underage drinking, and other mature themes
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Zion's POV
I walk up to the house Robby has been staying in with a pit in my stomach. I can't tell if it's because of his friends or the fact that this is the last time I'm seeing him.
"She returns," the door opens before I knock to Jamie smoking a blunt.
"Oh, hey," I say awkwardly.
"What are you doing here?" he looks at me in confusion.
"I'm here to see Robby," I say. "I'm helping him pack."
"Aw, that's cute," Jamie smirks.
"So..." I look at him as he blocks the door.
"What?" He's lost.
"Can I come in?" I question.
"Let her in, J," I hear Devonte call from behind him. "We don't wanna piss Robby off, 'kay?"
"Whatever," Jamie sighs and leaves the door open as he walks away.
"Where is Robby?" I ask, my voice surprisingly timid.
"His room," Wes gestures for me to follow him.
I do so, walking past Devonte awkwardly. I make it down the hall and Wes knocks on the door.
"Hm?" Robby opens the door shirtless.
"Delivery," Wes smirks before walking away.
"Ignore him. Come on in," Robby smiles and I follow him in.
"Wow, you brought a lot of stuff," I look around the unpacked bags.
"It's chaos in here. I'm sorry," he shakes his head with a laugh.
"It's all right. I'm here to help you with the chaos," I assure him. "Where do I start?"
"I have a drawer of shirts over there," he points to the dresser, "and it needs to go into that suitcase there. Can you do that?"
"Sure," I nod.
I feel so weird being here. I'm helping him pack to leave me for good. This is our last time together. I don't even know if kissing him is appropriate since he leaves tomorrow.
I think as I pack his shirts. He has so many soft t-shirts, but one catches my eye in particular. There's a Blue Ridge Mountains t-shirt that's blue and is the softest material ever. I glance over at Robby as he packs his toothbrush.
I sneak the shirt into my purse for a reminder of him. I don't want to forget this summer. It was perfect.
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The cool wind whipping through my hair, the sand between my toes, the moonlight on his face, the salty air and his cologne meeting my nose all surround me in a comforting way.
A bittersweet departure awaits us soon.
Neither of us say a word as we walk along the shore. I don't know what to say without risking everything.
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