I Hate You With a Burning Passion

9.

Kirstie's POV
When I came home from school, I wasn't expecting to see a FOR SALE sign at the edge of the lawn on my house. What struck me the most is that my parents never talked to me about moving. And they talk to me about everything. Well almost everything. I walked into my house quickly, trying to grasp the situation. My parents were sat at the kitchen table with an agent. They were looking at this bigger house. I must say, it was gorgeous. But when I looked at what city it was in, I froze. Los Angeles, California. My parents looked at me and sighed. They than whispered to each other and I walked into the kitchen.

"Can you excuse us for just a second?" My dad asked the real estate agent. She nodded and turned to face her laptop. My parents got up and brought me into the dining room.

"Why didn't you tell me about any of this?" I asked a little angrily. They both folded their arms and sighed.

"Honey we felt that this city just isn't right," now I'm confused. "We want to move to a bigger city with lots of opportunities," my mom brought me into a hug.

"But you guys seemed to love it here. So why can't you wait until I graduate in two years to move?" They both shook their heads. They really need to stop doing that.

"Honey we're moving and that's final," my dad said sternly, "now I want you to start packing and let your friends know." I sighed and ran up the stairs. What if I argued that I just found love? What if I told them that if we moved, I could loose everything I had earned? So many question swirled through my head as my phone buzzed.

Satan: you still need to change my name.

I giggled and changed it.

*Satan has been changed to Mitch*

Mitch: Much better

Kirstie: I thought you would like it :)

Mitch: anyways I can't leave the house. But I can find a way to get out of it.

Kirstie: okay. I have some news to share with you and I'd much rather do it in person.

Mitch: okay. I'll sneak out. Meet me at the park?

Kirstie: Yeah. I'll be there in ten.

I put down my phone and sighed. If I'm going to tell anyone first, it has to be Mitch. I than grabbed a jacket and ran out the door even without telling my parents where I was going. I than ran to a bench and sat down. I knew Mitch would go to this bench. Before we were 'close', I always saw him sitting at that bench with different girls. He than approached me and immediately wrapped his arm around me. I smiled and him and he kissed me. When we broke apart I decided it was time to break the news to him.

"Mitch I um- I have some bad news to share with you," Mitch looked at me worried.

"You're not breaking up with me are you?" I shook my head.

"No. It's just that- I'm moving Mitch. To LA," Mitch sat there confused. "I'm to California and I don't want to." Mitch finally understood and immediately got sad.

"But why? We were just starting out! Your parents can't make you go. It's unfair." I hugged him. Everything about this is unfair.

"I only have one month," I said remembering listening on my parents conversation with the agent. Mitch nodded and sighed.

"Why do I always loose the girls?" He asked to himself, "why do I always end up alone?" I than kissed him. I wanted to reassure him that even though I'm far away, I will always love him. He out his hands on my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck. When we finished I hugged him tightly.

"You should probably go home," I said sadly. Mitch nodded and kissed me one more time. This time I never wanted to let go.

*one month later*
I stared at the moving truck. When will I wake up from this dream? When will I open my eyes and thank god that I'm still here in Texas?

" Kirstie help me out these last few boxes in," I nodded and helped her. Funny how she didn't notice my sadness. "Honey we're meeting the Grassi's for lunch. So get in the car," I got into the car and sighed. Today Mitch and I would say goodbye for the last time. When we reached the restaurant, they were already there. When Mitch saw me he got up and hugged me. Tears escaped my eyes as we sat down. I sat down next to him and grabbed his hand. If is really is our last goodbye, I'm going to hold onto his hand for as long as I can. When we were done lunch, I knew it was time to say goodbye. Mitch and I both excused ourselves from the table and went outside.

"So this is really it?" He asked sadly. I nodded and grabbed onto his hands. "Today I'm losing one person who I used to despise. But when I fell for her, she left me." I looked up at him to find tears strolling down his face. He than kissed me with the most emotion I've ever felt. When we broke I saw my parents coming and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I hugged him tightly and cried lightly. Before I could leave Mitch handed me a box.

"I got it for you so that even though I may not be right there physically, I'll always be there mentally," I smiled. "Don't open it until you're in LA." He said sadly. I nodded and hugged him one more time. I than walked slowly to the car. When I reached the door I yelled to him.

"I love you Mitch Grassi," he smiled.

"I love you too Kirstin Maldonado," I than got into the car and sighed. If my mom hadn't had been so busy, she would've noticed that I was leaving someone I loved deeply. And it hurt like hell.