(Guys, dont hate me, but im not pursuing the mystery person, at least not yet)
Claires POV
I told Michael about the dream I had, and after hours of discussion, we decided to just move. Pack up and move. <I forgot where they live currently...>
Since neither of us really had a lot of things, we had packed everything and were ready to go within a couple hours. Yeah, it seems sudden, maybe thats because it is. But hopefully moving will help. We can have a fresh start. I really want all this drama to stop, at least for a little while.
We made our way to the airport, and bought plane tickets. We were leaving all this behind, and heading to the seemingly always cold Alaska. Once on the plane, Michael and I settled down. It wasnt supposed to be a long flight, but then again it wasnt short either. Somewhere in the middle I guess.
*Time skip, because im lazy*
By the time the plane touched down, it was around three in the afternoon. We decided to check into a hotel for a while, until we could manage another apartment somewhere. The hotel we found and decided on wasnt expensive, but it wasnt bad either.
Once we found our room, Michael started putting some of the clothes in drawers while I went to take a shower. The warm water helped me think.
I thought about everything that had happened to me, to us, lately. The dreams, my less than smart actions. As I thought about it, I starte tracing the many scars that littered my arm. Wow, I was such an idiot. Again, I thought back to how much Michael cared for me. I put him through hell and he still stayed by my side, and helped me through everything.
I really didnt deserve someone like him, but you know what, I'm not planning on letting him go anytime soon.
After I showered and dressed, I went and sat next to michael on one of the beds, watching some tv show.
"Do you think us leaving will help?" I asked.
"I dont know, its possible. Your dreams all 'took place' there, not here,"
"Thats true. I just want the stress, all of this, to just go away,"
He nodded and we went back to watching the tv.
Eventually we both got tired, and decided to go to sleep. I didnt fall asleep right away even though I was really exhausted. I laid there for a while, thinking up different senerios that could happen. Some were good, others weren't.
After what seemed like hours, my eyelids drooped shut and I knew I was falling asleep.
Goodbye past, i thought, and hello future.
Hopefully we really could leave everything behind.
(A/N): Okay, so i have a lot going on at the moment, and wont be updating for a while. sorry it took me so long to get this up! >.< there ya go. Fan, vote, comment. c:
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