Destination: Beautiful (It's back!)

Chapter 17

Hollis:

It's been three days.

I haven't shaved.

The lights are off.

I've barely gotten up from my bed.

I haven't seen her.

I miss her.

My brother has been by a few times, and I hate blowing him off, but I'm in no mood to party.

She's probably with the virginity stealing prick right now. There probably laughing, maybe at my expense. It probably dosen't phase her that we're not speaking.

I want so desperately to call her. Tell her I'm sorry even though I'm not. I just want her here again.

I get up and trudge my way over to the kitchen. I'm such a girl. I think to myself as I pull out coco puffs and pour myself a giant bowl. I always eat when I'm upset. It's a bad habit.

I contemplate getting wasted, but think better of it knowing I'll do something extremely stupid.

I don't even feel like watching baseball, a first for me. I just feel empty and raw.

My phone rings and I jump to answer it. I look at the screen and sink when I realize its only Levi.

"Hey, man."

"Hey." I said as forcefully as I could despite my lethargic state.

"You alright?" 

"Yeah, I'm good."

"Look, Sadie has Aiden tonight, I was wondering if you wanna chill."

"Naw, I think I'm gonna spend the night in, sorry dude." I said, sounding regretful.

"You with your girl?" He asked innocently.

I swallowed hard, "No, she's, uh, busy."

"Oh alright, see ya." He hung up.

I was grateful that he didn't ask any further questions about Elle. I don't think I could handle it now knowing were on the verge of a break-up.

She's probably fine with it too. All, 'I'm going to go find myself a man way more attractive than Hollis and have sex with him all the time.'

Yes, that's exactly what will happen.

It's moments like this when I wish my mom was here.

Call me a momma's boy or whatever, but she was the most amazing woman ever to walk this earth.

I sat on the couch and thought about what kind of advice she would give me if I would be lucky enough to ask her for it.

I picture her, hear her voice.

"Stop being the guy who sits around feeling sorry for himself, Hollis. You’re a good  guy. That’s why she fell for you in the first place."

I know that's great advice, and I should probably clean myself up, and get on with my life. Not thinking about her and that gay fucking ass-

I stopped myself and carried on to the bathroom, ready to move on with my life.

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I finally showed up to work the next day, and the guy who had to cover for me didn't look happy. He didn't say anything to me besides a muttered curse word that I'm not confident repeating.

I grabbed a Sports Illustrated off the magazine rack and read it, knowing I wouldn't be having any customers since it was late in the morning, and the streets were pretty dead.

Hours went by, and I sat there, bored out of my skull, I did my best not to think about her.

When I finally had read everything that as available in the back of The Java, I let my mind drift the last Saturday night.

The thing is, we never really broke up. We just had a fight and stopped talking. 

Who am I kidding, it's over.

I brushed the thought out of my head when I customer I vaguely recognised, walked up to the stand quickly.

"You son of a bitch." She yelled, now at the stand. I was grateful that there was a counter here, because it looked as if this girl was going to murder me.

"Excuse me?" I asked bewildered, wondering if I'd slept with her a long time ago.

"You asshole,"

"Ma'am I'm not sure what you're talking about."

"Elle, ring a bell? That girl whose heart you broke. She's frigging depressed Hollis. Do you even care?!"

"I-I-I" I stuttered, at a loss for words.

"She's just been sitting there, waiting for you to call. You just left her hanging."

"Where is she now?" I asked, standing up.

"Why should I tell you, she dosen't want to see you." She said tapping her foot defiantly.

"Just tell me where she is." I said as patiently as possible.

"She's at her apartment." She gave up, and I was off.

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Elle:

I pressed the ice pack to my eyes, trying to get the swelling to go down. 

Today I broke.

Today I cried over him.

Holly's been here all day, except she left about an hour ago to go get me double chocolate muffins and strawberry cream puffs. She's the best.

I've only been through one really awful split, but it had been long time coming, and I wasn't all that happy in the relationship.

He's different. 

I'm pretty sure I was falling in love with him.

I curled up into a ball on my bed, and pulled the covers over my head. I sat like that for what seemed like an hour, but could have only been ten minutes.

I head the door click open, and then shut again. I knew Holly would just come and find me, seeing I hadn't moved from this spot all day. 

I felt the bed sink beside me, and I rolled over to face her, wanting my chocolate muffins.

"Holly, next time you go out, I'm going to need a gym membership, I'm going to be so fat."

"You'd still be gorgeous."

I gasped.

You'd still be gorgeous.

You'd still be gorgeous.

His voice curled around my ears and let itself penetrate my brain. I didn't know how to respond. I just peeked at him from under my giant yellow blanket.

"Hi." I whispered, feeling my eyes prick with tears.

"Elle."

"Why didn't you call." I said almost inaudibly, I knew he heard me though.

"I-I didn't know you wanted me to." He whispered.

"You put me through hell, Hollis." I said, louder now.

"I know, but I want to make it better."

"I don't know If I can trust you." I said, not giving in.

But I already knew he had me.

He always will

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I know It's short, but...well....get over itt!

Love and Kisses

--Abbey <3 <3 <3