Walking up to the line looking back hoping someone found out somehow. Nothing, I finally got to the person checking ID's, looking back one more time. I don't know why I put myself through the pain. No one going to find out. I waited for a bit staring at the entrance. "Kid it's not a movie. Who ever you expect to walk through the doors is not." I hand him my ID.
"Sor..."
"Mist!" I turn back around to see Max.
"What do I know? Oh yeah your flight leave in five minutes so it's up to you if you want to miss it." Staring at Max turning back. As I walk past the gates. I have a new start and there not in it.
"MIST!" I hear him yell trying to get past the guards. "Mist I'm sorry. I love you. Please don't leave." I look back one last time. Wanting to hug him.
"Flight 597 at gate A-7 leaves in 2 minutes." Turning my back on him. I said I never wanted to talk to you again. I get on the plain the image of him still in my mined.
"Our love died before it started."
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What Could Have Been
Teen FictionOnly one thing was keeping Mist at home. But as she slowly loose it, she can't bare to stay. Will she stay or choose to leave her life behind.
