Almost Sinder3lla

Goodbye

Heather made us work so hard. She was so strict too. We had two trucks, one for all the stuff and one for our two horses. We finally convinced Heather to let us take them. She didn't like it, but she let us. Blake came over every single day. He helped me get my room all packed up. Heather made me get rid of a whole box of stuff I had. She said we didn't have enough room. Brandon was the youngest so we helped him when we were done with my room.

The day came where we were all done. We were spending one more night, then we'd leave in the morning. Lots of people came to say goodbye. Their were a lot of tears. All the guys I had dated came. Blake didn't like it at all. They all gave me a hug. Some actually smacked my butt, and told me to smack California good. Blake stepped forward on a few guys, and I just kissed his cheek.

Everyone left, and Becca went upstairs with Luke to 'say goodbye'.

Blake hung his head. I knew he'd miss me, and I really didn't want to leave him.

I took his hand and led him up to my room. Pain filled his eyes, tears started to swell.

"It's okay. Your not that far.... you can come visit me anytime you want." I reassured.

He just looked down. I took his chin in my palm and tilted it up. He pulled me close, and kissed me. I wanted it to last forever. But I knew, sometime he'd have to go. Tears were falling down my cheeks now. I was powerless, and I had to say goodbye. My heart was breaking. I loved him, I'd actually fallen for him. I always had....but now.... I'd gotten deeper.

I let the tears fall off my chin, into the empty room.... Onto the clean floor. Tile. I looked into Blake's eyes. Could I really say goodbye to him? I was only moving like, say, five hours away. But I wouldn't be able to see him for a long time.

"Blake...." I cried.

"What?" he stammered.

"I can't..... say goodbye to you."

"I can't say goodbye either...."

"Then why....do we have...to?"

"Because it's a part of life."

"I can't....."

"I know."

Blake and I stayed there. We kissed. But the sadness just over came me.

He promised me he'd visit a lot. But what if I couldn't bare it when he left?

**Blake P.O.V**

Her tears were unbearable. Her face was so beautiful. I didn't want her to go. I loved her. I couldn't tell her this, because she wouldn't understand. But I really hated it that she was a player. Because I wanted her all to myself. I always have, since we were in forth grade. In forth grade was when I had my first kiss with her. I never told anyone, but she was really my first kiss.... After we kissed, I started getting jealous of all the guys she dated. We were young, but I knew I'd fallen in love. When we were five, I started liking her. But forth grade, made me know I was really in love. She didn't know how much I cared for her, or how much I loved her.

I really wished she didn't keep being a player at her new school. That was my main thought. I didn't want her to date without me knowing about it. I just loved her so much. I didn't want to let her go.

I held her tight in my arms. I wish I didn't have to let go.

I always wanted her to be my first, that's why I had saved my virginity for her. I didn't want to rush her at all.

I felt tears coming to my eyes.

"Blake?" she said.... so weakly.

"Yeah?" I answered.

"I can't have a long distance relationship.... you know that."

"Yeah..." I said..... I really wished she'd try.

"I wish you could move with me....But I know that Heather really wouldn't like that."

My eyes lit up.... I could move too.... That would be awesome. But she was right... I couldn't...

My heat was breaking, tears spilled down my cheeks. I was a guy.... I shouldn't be crying... but the girl I loved was leaving..... she was leaving... and she would find some other guy where she was going. I don't know how I could deal with this. The last time she broke up with me, I almost commited suicide.Because I literally couldn't live without her. The thought of another guy having her, killed me. It really killed me.

"I love you, though. Chloe, I love you. If I could, I'd bring your dad back to life. Then you wouldn't be moving....Then you wouldn't be so sad. Then everything would be better. Anything to make you happy again. I want you to be happy. Happy, and with me. Nobody else can have you. Because your mind." I wasn't brave enough to say it.... but I thought it.

I couldn't believe I had to say goodbye.

We walked down the stairs holding hands. Lucas and Becca still weren't there. Becca told me she had to give him a goodbye present... she also told me what it was....

Finally, Becca and Lucas came downstairs. I glared at Lucas. Even though I wasn't Becca's brother, I was still protective of her. We acted like we were siblings and I guess I took the role of the brother. But I just rolled my eyes. There was nothing else I could do. It wasn't really my buisness anyway.

I looked down, before I knew it I was crying again. I couldn't face Chloe. I didn't want Chloe to see my tears, so I went over and gave Becca a hug.

"I love her." I whispered in her ear.

"Did you tell her?" she whispered back.

"I can't....."

"Why not?"

"Because she wouldn't feel the same way.... She's a player...and she doesn't get how I feel for her."

Becca was silent. I looked up, and saw Lucas glaring at me. I rolled my eyes. Lucas and I never got along. He didn't like me, and I didn't like him.

***Chloe's P.O.V.***

Blake finished giving Becca a hug, and turned to me. He smiled. His smiles were always so cute. His beautiful eyes seemed to pop whenever he smiled.

Blake had to go home, so did Becca. Blake and I went to a corner, and said our goodbyes. Blake pulled me close and kissed me, a lot. It was almost a make-out session....but no tongues were involved this time.

Tears trickled down my cheeks as their car disappeared.

"It's okay." Lucas comforted, giving me a bear hug.

"I really will miss him."

"I know....But we're players... we can't just dwell on one person."

"I know...but I think I fell for him."

"No! You can't fall for that douche bag."

"Whats wrong with him? He's way better than most better guys."

"I don't like him."

"Too bad. Get to like him."

I slept in the car that night, not wanting to get up so early. Lucas slept in there too. He wanted to make sure no guys sneaked in with me.

I love you, Blake.