She was the girl I use to bully. That was until she captured my heart.
Still relevantly new in a relationship, I can't keep my hands off of her. My Red was addicting. Forever addicting.
Now, we're in college with a imperial distance between us.
No...
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My chest felt strange as I watched Red pack up. She was leaving me and I wasn't going to stop her. No matter how much I wanted to.
Time went fast.
The summer was over and we were into a new month. September was the month both Red and I started our classes and had to be in our dorms for a certain amount of time. Red starts before me and I was selfish for wishing I was starting first to avoid this heartburn in my chest.
I didn't want her to leave me.
But she had to and I wasn't going to stop her from achieving her dreams.
I'm so engrossed in my depressing thoughts that I barely notice the soft, gentle fingers touching my chin. Red lifts my head to hers as she stands between my legs. Her lips spread in a soft smile.
A smile I was going to miss seeing every day.
Yeah, we would talk through messages, calls, and face-time, but it's nothing compared to seeing her face in person and up close to where I can physically touch her.
"I will miss you too, Mercer."
I sighed, resting my hands on her hips and pulled her closer to me. "Not as much as I am going to miss you, baby. You're breaking my heart." I exaggerate, and her soft laugh fills me with ease.
She was happy that she was going to college and I was happy for her. We were both going to do our best to stay in contact with each other. Visit one another when we can and work around each other's schedules.
But I wasn't going to pretend that our long distance was not going to be a challenge. It was and I can see now that it wasn't just the distance that was a stretch.
I would have football and she would have soccer. Practices might be late depending on our coaches. Our classes will differ in time.
I can just see now that the first couple of weeks will be difficult as we try to figure it out.
"We'll call each other when we can."
"I won't try to call you every day," I murmur the lie and she laughs again, leaning down to kiss me.
Call me a clingy boyfriend, but ask anyone, if I give a fuck. Red was my girl and I couldn't go a day without hearing her voice.
"And I won't mind it."
"Good because I wasn't giving you a choice, baby," I tapped her ass and she wraps her arms around me, exhaling a breath of contentment.
"We'll be alright, right?" The hint of worry in her voice causes my chest to tighten.
I hugged her to me tighter, kissing the side of her head that rest on my shoulder. "I promise you we will."
Because there was no doubt in my mind that what we have will last forever.
