The End.

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I had been sleeping most of the day when a knock on the door woke me up. I walked to the window and my eyes widened, I couldn't believe he was there. I stepped back from the window slowly yet fast enough so that he wouldn't see me. As I walked backward and turned io hit my foot on the side table next to the couch. I brought my foot up to my chest and hobbled around on my other foot. I wanted to curse the heavens because I was just trying to have an easy escape, I retreated to my room and stayed there for a few minutes. I turned over to look at my phone, it had been sitting on my nightstand for over a week. I grabbed it and contemplated turning it on. I walked to the barn slide door, I peeked out and I couldn't see him, I was pretty sure he was gone. I felt my body relax, my shoulders ached from how tense I had felt a few minutes before.

I laid back down on my bed and grabbed my phone again. I hesitated for a few seconds and turned it on. As the screen turned on the messages started to pour in and the calls were as well. Tons of voice messages and course a ton of social media notifications. "Where do I start?" I whispered to myself. I opened the iMeessages

Mom: 20 messages

Jenny: 5 messages

Lucas: 120 messages

Sissy: 5 messages

Dad: 3 messages

I scrolled down and the messages were endless, yet these are the ones I'm going to look at first.
I opened moms first
How are you? Do you need to talk

Please call me I'm worried

I Canceled some of the wedding things, I'm pretty sure you DON'T want to get married now.

Please call us, your dad is getting very worried he's thinking of heading to your house if you don't reply…

This last message was today, there were many more but these were the most recent

"I'm okay, I just needed time Mom… I'll see you soon okay."

Now onto the next, Jenny:

Hey, your mom and dad have been calling me like crazy these last few days, I hope you're doing okay. Please let me know when you open the message.

The rest of the messages talked about how Luke kept calling her and she kept telling him to leave her alone, that she wanted nothing to do with him.

LUCAS. Deep down I knew I wanted to open these messages, yet part of me didn't want to. I took a deep breath and opened them, There were a lot of random messages, blank ones, and a lot of 'Hey' messages. There were a few paragraphs but I made it a point to skip through a lot of what he said, as I was already on my road to recovery and didn't want a relapse. Yet my hands worked faster than my brain, and text,
Let's meet.

And well that's that I guess…

The next message was from Sissy, Lucas's sister, apologizing for him, I texted back,

It's not your fault don't worry about it.

And of course, My poor Dad who had probably gone crazy after everything that happened. I thought he would be mad or even upset yet his messages were of such relief. He stated in all the messages he loved me and he hoped I would call him soon because he was very worried. In The last few messages he said, he would support any decisions I made but he would support me even more if I decided not to get married to Lucas which made me giggle a bit, but in the end, I had already decided... I wasn't going to, after all this, I don't think I ever want to get married. I replied simply and fast

Please don't worry, I love you Dad… I'll figure this out so please don't stress.

I'm sure he will stress anyway but what can I do?

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