diverge | central cee [sequel]

prologue

adriana's pov








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i looked quietly at the two pictures of both oakley and ricky. the funeral home felt desolate and quiet. drea was talking with ricky's family while i was standing alone, disassociating.

they were so young. they had so much of the world to see, and neither of them deserved to die in this lifestyle.

especially my oakley.

i adjusted my black skirt before i began to walk around the home the memorial service was being held.

it looked like ricky's entire immediate family and friends were here to honor his death.

but only i and my grandma were here for oakley.

grandma placed her hand on my shoulder. "it's okay to miss him, adri" she told me. i held her hand as i stared with teary eyes into oakley's picture. 

"i don't think i'll ever feel like this toward anyone again..." i mumbled with a frown. grandma pulled me into a hug. 

after the memorial service was over, drea walked over to me slowly. i went to meet her and wrapped her into a hug.

"adri... you know how hard its been  without ricky" drea said breaking the hug. her cheeks were stained with tears.

"i don't want to be in this city anymore..." she trailed almost as if she was trying to drop a hint. i waited for her to finish.

"i'm going to a different college than the one we applied to together" drea said with a nod at the end to affirm her statement. i took a step back.

we were supposed to go to the same university together. we had it all mapped out since young girls. my heart broke faintly.

"i'm happy for you dre', i knew you would go places" i did my best to smile through the hurt. we talked a bit more before she hugged me and left with ricky's family.

i left the funeral home with grandma and she took me home with her. 

being back here reminded me of the first time i saw oakley outside school.

our first time bonding, our first time having genuine conversations...

our first kiss...

i shook my head to clear the memory from my mind. i closed my eyes and sighed.

as i exited the car, i saw oakley's old home. there was a big, red 'foreclosure: for sale' on the front. i frowned and looked away. 

my heart hasn't stopped breaking since the accident. summer began, yet i haven't even done anything. i haven't felt the motivation to.

the only thing that made me want to leave the house were tryouts for my university's cheer team. i had a clinical and three straight weeks of practice. it was all worth it though.

i made the team. duh.

since then, though, i just haven't had it in me to do much. i miss oakley everyday. and i'll never stop. 

within the next two months, i'll be a freshman at the top university in my state. acceptance rate is 10%. i worked hard to get here and i fully plan to commit myself to this year.

nothing can distract me. 

unless...?

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