Undeniable Chemistry

Chapter 43 | The Beginning of The End

"Ethan McCannon, get your ass down here or we're leaving!" I laughed at Ty's anger as he paced in front of the door wearing his button-up shirt and slacks.

"What's so funny, huh?" He said playfully to me, and I smiled, "You live in a chaotic home." 

He took my hand and pulled me close, his hand sliding down the short white dress I wore. "We live in a chaotic home. This is as much your home as it is mine. Remember that."

I tried to. As I looked at Tessa at the top of the stairs, shooting Dylan an apologetic glance or watching Henry console Rosalie, who had been crying nonstop due to her "sons" graduating, my history, etc. Alison laughed at Dylan yelling at Ethan upstairs, who had woken up late and decided to sleep still.

After Tyler had serenaded me with such a beautiful song, we watched movies in the backyard, packed a bag, said goodbye to my father, and went off with the gang. That was three weeks ago.

In that time, Sloane had been seeing my father regularly for therapy sessions, and Patrick had met a new girl and was gushing over it the entire time we spoke on the phone. I heard Daniel was still with his girlfriend; Bianca was leaving to see her mother in some part of the world. Rachel and Ashley had gone their separate ways, and I? Well, I was here, healing. 

When the school found out what had happened, to the extent that I didn't mention my father, they let me rewrite the finals, and I passed. I was set to start at UCLA with Tyler in September. I had decided that I wanted to be a family lawyer instead. I'd be majoring in sociology, while Tyler was majoring in business economics. 

I still had my job at the diner, and Tyler had taken a job offered to him by Rosalie and Henry as an assistant for the summer. I smiled as Ethan finally came out of the room, and we left in a hurry to our school, where the graduation was being held. 

When we arrived, we ran towards the fields and found that it had already started. Fortunately, we hadn't missed our name, and we quickly sat down as they just cleared through the people with C. 

When it got to the "E's," I was ushered by a teacher, and a group of us went to stand by the stage, waiting for our names to be called.

I stood there step-by-step as the line moved, desperately searching for Tyler, but was surprised to see Sloane, Patrick, Patrick's father, and my own there. I smiled as I faced forward. "Eli Espinoza."

I took a deep breath as I realized it was almost my turn.

"Isabella Evans."

The claps of the crowd were loud, but the yelling from the friends and family I'd made this year was louder. As I shook the principal's hand and smiled for the camera, I saw Tyler yelling the loudest of them all.

I could see them all: Dylan, Ethan, Allison, Tessa, my father, hell, even Rachel and Ashley.

I grinned as I walked off, and despite their firm rules of staying in our seats, Tyler ran to me side-stage and hugged me tightly.

"Good job, Ella."

"Thank you." I whispered, overcome with emotions. He kissed me and led me back to my seat before going to his.

I was riding high for the remainder of the ceremony, and I yelled loudly for all my friends who had supported me. I couldn't be more grateful.

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"To our graduates!" Rosalie yelled as she swiped another tear, and we laughed.

There was a party happening later tonight, but we wanted to celebrate with our family first. I had gone to the hospital with Ty to see his sister and Margie with him before going back to celebrate with Dylan's group.