"Well, I guess this is goodbye." I sighed looking over at Wes. I saw the tears build up in his eyes, some of them were even falling. "Tell Drew I love him, and I'll miss him so much." I continued, trying not to cry.
Wes suddenly grabbed me, as his tears began to fall freely. "Don't go." He muttered against the top of my head. "Keaton will come back.. just trust me.." He added.
"I don't want to wait anymore Wes. I don't want to be pushed around. It's time to make myself happy, and not rely on everyone else to do it." I sighed, i felt the tears come in my eyes, and blurred my vision, but I blinked them away, trying to be strong. I will not be weak anymore.
Wes released me from his grip and picked up my bag, and handed it over to me. "I'l miss you so much. Promise me you'll call me and Drew everyday." His tone was lighter, as he attempted to smile. I didn't say anything. I didn't want to promise, because I wasn't sure if I could keep it. I wanted to leave this life behind, and start over. Somewhere else, where no one knows who I am. Where I can finally be happy. He gave me one last hug. "Bye Chloe." He kissed the top of my head before walking the direction in which we came from. I watched his figure get smaller and smaller and pretty soon, it disappeared.
"I guess this is it." I whispered to myself, as I grabbed my bags and walked towards the direction of airport security.
I went through all of the airport procedures and made my way to the gate. My flight wasn't scheduled to leave until 9:30.
I checked the time. 9:01. I sighed, and sat down. Once I sat down, I stopped and reached for my phone in my pocket. I didn't want to remember this place. I didn't want to remember anyone, because it would just bring back memories I wouldn't be able to handle. I opened the back of my phone, grabbed my battery, and left my phone in the chair I once sat. I got up, and continued walking elsewhere, leaving the forgotten phone behind. I didn't want anyone to call me, trying to convince me to come back, because I know I would, and I would be miserable all over again.
I continued to walk until I noticed the huge clock the read 9:15.
I sighed and started walking the way towards the gate.
"Where are you going?" The voice behind me spoke. It was cracking, as if on the verge of crying.
I didn't turn to face him, because I knew who it was. "Go back home, Keaton. There's no point of stopping me." I was not going to cry. I am not going to give in.
"You didn't answer me." I felt his hot breath on the back of my neck.
"Well, You didn't answer me either. I'm sorry, but you left first." I said coldly. I didn't want to be so cruel. In all honestly, I wanted to turn around, run into his arms, and tell him how much I missed him since he's been gone. But I couldn't. I wouldn't let myself. He's hurt me too many times.
"I came back." He said, lightly grabbing my hand. I pulled away. This is why I didn't want to say goodbye, because I knew it would hurt.
"You're too late." I shook my head, as I finally turned and faced him. "I waited for you. You left me when I needed you the most, and I still waited, but now, I realize that I can be happy without you. I'm done waiting. I'm done being pushed around. I'm done being weak." I said emotionless as I tried to turn around and walk away, but Keaton's hand grabbed my wrist before I could go any further.
"We can work this out, Chloe. We always do. I know I messed up, but I promise, it's just me and you now. I love you, Chloe." He looked directly into my eyes.
I looked down not wanting to look at him any longer before saying "I love you too, Keaton.. but I can't be with you."
I turned and walked away, but I felt someone grab my wrist again, and immediately pulled me in to a kiss. My tears wanted to come out, but I didn't want to show him my weakness. Keaton Stromberg was my weakness this whole time, and that's why I have to let him go. I pulled away from him.
"Please, come back Chloe. I promise we can work this out." He pleaded.
"Not this time.." I whispered as I gave him one last hug. I released him from my grip, and turned around. He attempted to grab my wrist again, but I yanked it away this time.
He knew this was the end. I stood still as I heard his footsteps grow fainter and fainter.
"Flight Number 405 Now Boarding." The speaker called. That was my flight. I turned around, one last time, a little hope that he didn't give up. That he would still fight for me. Fight for us.
He wasn't there.
He gave up on us.
"I guess this really is goodbye." I whispered.
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Author's Note:
Okay, so I'm thinking about ending this soon, because I really don't know what's going to happen next in the story, and I kind of lost inspiration for this. /;
but i hope you guys liked this chapter (: It really means a lot that you guys are reading, voting and fanning. thank you so much.
