One Last Time

Chapter X

Trix

I could hear him calling out for me as we drove past the hospital. They were taking me to a real hospital and then a foster home. I wasn't ready for this and my heart hurts. I'm back to the cold, heartless, girl I was before I met him. Losing him today made me realize I lost apart of myself. Those 119 days with him made me realize what it's like having someone else in your corner. The way I felt like someone actually understood me. Could read me. They wouldn't let me say goodbye to him and I'm gone.

They get me situated and then kept me at a foster home for the next seven weeks. The next seven weeks until it was my birthday. They got me a social security card and a birth certificate and are even keeping me in school. They want to adopt me but, I'm almost an adult now. The foster system wants nothing to do with me. This family said they want to help me get stable and I realize that high that lasts thirty minutes to an hour is no longer worth it. They got me my first journal and I start writing a story. A story about a girl who fell for a guy in a mental hospital.

My birthday finally came and they gave me over five hundred thousand dollars to start my life. I enrolled myself in a community college near by, publish my book I wrote in those seven weeks, bought a used car, and bought myself my very own apartment. I'm currently a waitress at my local diner. I really enjoy it.

As I clock out for work and thank everyone for tonight, I head to my car. I notice a figure standing right there and I straighten my back and tilt my chin, showing I'm not afraid. The closer I get, I see a tall figure with a blonde goatee beard. Fucking Ricardo man. "Excuse me. You're on my car." He would have just chuckled and uncrossed his legs, coming towards me. "I'm well aware, Trix." He said as he started to size me up. He grabbed me by my hair and made me look at him. "Now here's whats going to happen."

Thankfully, one of the cooks stepped out and fired two warning shots into the air. "Listen here young man, nothing is going to happen because if you don't leave this property right now, I have no problem firing two more warning shots into your head." I smirk and Ricardo only had a knife on him. Who the actual fuck only brings me a knife to a robbery? He's literally cut me with that knife several times and he still uses it?

The cook threw the gun to the side once they realized who it was. A wanted criminal with a bounty of fifteen thousand dollars. They attacked him and called the cops. Once the cops arrived, I would thank the cook and tell him I would see him in forty eight hours for my next shift.

TEN YEARS LATER...

And just like that, I graduate college and get a job at a publishing company. For ten years straight. I've had meet up's and fun tours and went to plenty of book con's. 2012 was the weirdest year of my life but, here we are going into 2023.

My book Addiction and Love did really well. I'm now a New York Times Best Seller author and I adore my fans. I look out the window of my publishing company and head downstairs, telling the receptionist I will see her in the morning. I head home and noticed a moving truck. "Weird... I wasn't aware we were getting new neighbors."

Once I head up to my apartment, I noticed a tall figure who looked exactly like... Zayd. There is no possible way. I would have tried to unlock my door before being stopped by him. "Hey, you must be our new neighbor." He approaches me. I give a smile. "Well it's a pleasure." I say and size him up. Those ten years that went by did him well. "Wait... Zayd?" I said to him snd lick my lips. "Wow look at you." I was just genuinely amazed. He cleans up nice. "You seem really familiar, where have I met you before?" He asked me. "My names Tris we uh, we met at the hospital."

His jaw drops as a women enters. "Honey who's this?" She said taking his arm and wrapping hers around it. "Our new neighbor." She puts her hand out and a fake smile. "Its so lovely to meet you, I'm Morgan." Zayd doesn't take his eyes off me and straightens himself up. I look down at her hand and take it in mine. "... My fiancé." He says and I'm fighting back tears.