Camryn Quinn is finally getting what she wants...sort of. Moving into a dorm and away from her not so supportive father is a good first step, but like everything with him-it comes with strings. She must attend the college of his choosing for at leas...
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There's a clarity that can only be induced by a pint of Half-Baked and six hours of listening to grown women lash out at each other over who didn't invite who to who's party. I woke before my alarm and snuck out of Gabi's room to shower and get ready for the day. I finally called Alyssa when I was safely inside the pod.
I had been avoiding her, but just because I wasn't ready to launch a full fledged investigation into another friendship. But as soon as I turned on my phone I saw a message from her claiming that she had no idea what was going on, but that Taylor was losing his mind and searching for me all over the city. I believe that she truly knew nothing, because if she did she would vow to stake Taylor in the heart and keep it as a trophy for me.
She begged for details, which I promised to provide, but not before I had the chance to confront all parties in the problem. She understood, which I knew she would. Alyssa is eccentric, but also has an unmatched ability to remain grounded. It's a combination I didn't know existed outside of my other best friend.
Aside from letting her know I'm alive and safe, I mainly called Alyssa to ask for one last favor, which she agreed to before even hearing the plan. I gave her the details, including my flight information.
Gabi pulls her car through the lane for departures, barely coming to a complete stop before I jump out. Her driving has not improved since moving to Nashville, regardless of how often she now has to abide by more strict rules within the city limits. I move to the back of the car as she pops the trunk. Grabbing my bag I sling it over my shoulder. Gabi gets out of the car and comes to meet me on my side. My bag instantly drops to our feet as I fully embrace her. My eyes fill with tears for the hundredth time since I stepped foot into this town, but this time it's out of relief instead of sadness. Not relief to be leaving, even though I am, but relief that no matter where I go, I will always have Gabi as my person.
"You're the strongest person I know," she whispers against my shoulder.
"Let's hope that strength gets me through today. I have a lot of battles to fight in the next few hours."
"They are only battles if you're willing to fight, which you don't have to do. You could make them an ending, get closure so you can move on and just continue to heal."
"God, can you stop being so Oprah unless you're willing to quit school and move in with me and be my life coach forever?" I jokingly say, but it makes Gabi's own tears begin to flow down her cheeks. I pull away and wipe them from her face.
"You know all these people probably assume we're lesbian lovers about to part for an unknown amount of time the way we're crying over each other right now."
"If I was a lesbian you'd be my first choice, Camryn Quinn."
With one last hug, and a kiss on the cheek for the people now staring, I turn and make my way through the automatic doors. TSA is a welcomed distraction to the plan I've been making in my head, but I try not to linger on it too much. I've realized that when you have a plan and refuse to stray from it, more issues will arise than necessary. Instead, I keep my head down and headphones in as I move through the motions associated with traveling. Only a few hours stand between me and my new reality.
