One day I was done. I couldn't handle the pain of life and even though I had these two people interested in me I felt so alone.
I called Ricky, I was balling my eyes out, he was confused and couldn't understand my blubbering.
' Ayla, hunny, I can't understand you, please, calm down and talk to me '
' Ricky I called to tell you, I'm leaving '
' Leaving, where? '
I let out another cry, I try to compose myself but it just hurts so bad.
' Ayla, baby, are you moving? '
Oh wouldn't he have loved that. I wish i had moved, run away from the both of them and changed my identity.
' Ricky.. I'm dying, tonight, I'm calling to say goodbye ' Through all the tears I feel my stomach tense up as he doesn't say anything. Then I hear the beep to indicate the call was over. I sat on my bed and broke down even more than i already had, i just cried and cried until...
' I love you '
He said it. He said he loves me.
I turn to look outside my window. There was ricky in his leather jacket and black skinny jean staple outfit screaming. ' I love you don't leave me ' His voice cracked, he was about to cry. As tears begin to stream down his face he cries ' Ayla, Don't go '
I didn't know what to say, I stopped crying and just stared down at him from the window, he climbed through my window and held me, for what seems like hours in complete silence. We just hugged, occasionally he kissed my forehead, tears still streaming from our faces, he looked up flipping his green hair and leaned down, making eye contact. ' Ayla, I love you, please don't EVER say anything like that ever again, you scared me so bad. Baby please don't go '
Tears still streaming from my face I nod and cuddle back into him.
He saved my life.
I decided I wanted him.
