Can we be forever? *ON HOLD****

Count on me

****Author’s Note****

I know its short but I’m working in making it longer. Just keep reading and enjoy!

  ****Chapter Three- Count on me******

I woke up to the loud sound of horns honking and people yelling as usual. It was the middle of July so it was very warm so I stood up and walk onto my balcony. It was three stories high and the warm sun cascades across my skin. I breathed in the city air. This city was my home....well almost. Just one thing was missing

Jake.  

I have to get my mind off of him. I looked at my clock it was 9:10, so all the kids were in school. I had the master bed room of my two bedroom apartment, since my dad left when I was five and my mom died when I was 18. It was lonely without her but I got by. I went back inside grabbed my blue bikini changed, put my hair in a tight bun & pulled my designer sunglasses from my dresser. I rummaged through my purse & took out my phone and iPod. I popped in my head phones and went out to tan on my lounge chair.

I was listening to my music quietly humming along when our song came on.

"Count on me" by Bruno Mars. We had both loved that song and decided it was our song because we could always count on each other. I could feel the hot sun beating down on my skin as all the memories of Jake came flooding back. Then the song ended. A feeling of relief and sadness swept over me. He hasn't talk to me in 2 months. The thoughts I was having were battling each other in my head. I was trying to see which was dominant, the good or the hurt. As usual the good won.

I checked my phone 10:00. I had class at three, so I had several hours to waste. I decided since I had a banquet for my dance academy in a week in a half I should probably go shopping for a dress and shoes. This was a big deal because not only was I a dancer there I was an instructor so I would have to speak for a few minutes.

I got up off the lounge chair, went into my bathroom and took a shower. I then changed in to a cute black & purple flower tank, short shorts, and my cute black flip-flop wedges. I grabbed my coach purse and my sunglasses again and was out the door. I was going to try to make use of my time the best I could.

~Jake's POV~

The plane ride was torture, five hours of waiting! My flight would get in at about eleven. My mom picked me up and took me back to the apartment, right across from Cammy. I glanced at her door, wondering if she was home. 

“She left about a half hour ago to go shopping for a dress & shoes" my mom said almost reading my mind.  

"What is she out for?" I asked hoping it wasn't for a date. 

My mom explained the gala to me and I nodded along. By this time we were in the living room my place. It was very much the same. I had missed the city so much. Well I missed Cammy. 

"Mom, if you don't mind I’m going out into the city. I haven't been here in 4 years. I want see it again" I said looking out the window. 

"That’s fine dear" she said hugging me goodbye. 

I left and started walking around. First I went to Starbucks and got coffee to wake me up. Wow was I tired. I ignored the feeling drinking my coffee, walking back into the streets. My old friends and neighbors waved and greeted me warmly. But no sign of my Cammy, I secretly wanted to see her. That was my reason for leaving my house so soon. Hoping I would run into her.

I stopped in front of the old book store me and Cammy would go to a lot. I just stood there while I remembered old times. I decided to go to our tree next. It was still as strong and tall as it has always been.

‘J and C best friends forever’ was carved on the trunk. Cammy and I had done that the day I left. I could still smell her perfume, her sweet citrus perfume. I could her voice like it was yesterday we were together. If only that was true.

People started to stare. I mean I was a man standing by a tree...weird right. 

So I left I was walking through the alley behind the apartment building. That’s it. I started to walk down to Cammy's favorite boutique "New York Dress" as I walked I smelled my favorite hotdog stand. I had to get one I hadn't in years. I ate as I walked. I was finished just as I got to the store.......

Then it happened..........

****Cliff hanger ‘insert evil laugh’******