Winds of Change

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

ABIGAIL'S POV

"Chase leave me alone," I whined.

"No, where's William? Why hasn't he came? Did you guys get into a fight?"

I felt a pang in my chest,"No, just leave me alone."

"Why? Why don't you just tell me?"

"I don't want to talk about it Chase!"

His eyes softened,"You guys broke up, didn't you?"

I sighed,"Yes we did."

"Why?"

"Beau kissed me," I said softly.

"He what?!" he yelled.

"He kissed me."

"I told him to stay away from you and your relationship," he stated angrily.

I looked at my brother. He was so sweet sometimes.

"It's okay. It wasn't going to last much longer anyways."

He sighed,"You sure?"

"Yes Chase," I said smiling.

He sighed,"I think I'm still in love with June."

I looked at him surprised,"Really?"

"Yeah. She's wonderful Abby. I'm not sure she feels the same way though. I mean I hurt her."

I smiled,"I think she does."

"Why?"

"Because you guys used to be a beautiful couple. You were always happy around each other. Even when she got pregnant. You guys always had a glow. Until Noah died, y'all's love stayed strong."

He smiled,"We were something weren't we?"

"You were. I was really jealous of you guys. I mean she's only a few months older than me, and she had a sweet love. I mean I literally thought you would stick together forever."

"Thanks Abby," he said. His smile had grown wider.

"Welcome. Now go get you're girl," I said giggling.

He saluted and left my room. I felt sad again. It was January 14. Exactly two weeks that William broke up with me. I sighed. I missed him a lot. I didn't miss him like an ex-girlfriend should. I missed him like a friend. He had always been there for me. Even in our relationship, he was always there. We only dated like a week, but he had been there for me for like three months. It was kind of hard not to talk to him everyday.

I sighed and got up from my bed. I walked toward the balcony and leaned against it. I stared at Beau's house. I hadn't talked him since New Years, and he hadn't made an effort to talk to me. I guess he really didn't care for me, but man I still liked him. He still drove me freaking crazy. I walked back in and laid down on my bed. What could I do on a Saturday evening? Maybe I could go for a run. I groaned. I was to lazy to get up, but I did anyway. I walked toward my closet and put on some running pants and a loose . I pulled my hair in a ponytail and put my running shoes on. I hadn't ran in forever. I started stretching, I mean I didn't want to pull a muscle or something. It was painful. I ran outside.

The wind was cold and blowing really hard, and it looked like a storm was coming in. Maybe I should go back? Nah, I could run. Besides I needed it. I ran for about four or five miles, and when I stopped I could barely breathe. I could feel my blood pumping through my veins and the acceleration of my heart. It felt good. I looked up at the sky, seeing that the clouds looked darker than before. Was it a storm? I sighed. That wouldn't be good. The wind started picking up, and there was thundering. I started panicking when snow started following. It couldn't be a blizzard could it? I started running, but soon everything was covered in snow, and it didn't give any indication that it was stopping. Oh God.