The Liam Star

Chapter Five

~ Chapter Five ~

Brietta’s POV

*Eight years later*

Dragging my feet along the empty streets of Twenty-Seventh Avenue, I anxiously scan my eyes along the big menu board in an empty café. I order a Caramel Macchiato and patiently waited for it to be ready. As of yesterday, I am officially a flight attendant.

After things…. died down, I spent a couple weeks in my bed, making no effort to even roll out of bed or walk all the way to the kitchen to myself some food. I occupied myself by staring at the four walls, sort of like I was back in the facility. I thought a lot of things over, but I never made an effort to physically make myself get up. For a whole four years, I was stuck in a hole.

It’s like there were multiple ghosts and demons screaming obscurities at me, and all I could do was listen and let it sink in. It felt like constant nagging, or something at the back of my mind yelling at me. I fell into a deep depression. I never went outside. I ordered groceries online and it was then delivered to my front door. I also refused to answer any calls from the boys. Firstly, it reminded me too much of Liam, and plus… I wasn’t okay with the fact that they dumped me in a mental facility. Yes they came to my house, no I did not answer, yes Louis nearly knocked down my front door, no I did not call the police, yes I was left with the choice of opening up the door, no I did not forgive them, yes I did get back Daisy.

Things got better, I guess.

Four years later, I remember looking outside on a bright spring morning and thought about traveling. As a little girl, I’ve always wanted to travel the world. Go to different places, learn different languages and speak in different tongues, dance traditional dances, taste cultural foods, and participate in entertainment activities. I wanted to do it all with my significant other.

I guess I had everything planned out. But when I was just 17 I met Liam and that’s when everything changed. I was 19 when we were engaged, and he was merely 21. Barely legal, but truly, madly and deeply in love. Love was what consumed us, and we weren’t scared to show it.

Our plan was to visit the four corners of the world. From British Columbia, to Rio De Janiero, to Sydney, and to Madrid. Exotic, tropical islands, to chilly, backbreaking mountainsides, we wanted to go everywhere.

I remember watching trees and bushes bloom and I couldn’t help but to think ‘’if nature experienced a cold, chilling winter, and now they’re blooming, why can’t I?’’ And so, after four years of sitting around and doing nothing, I logged onto my laptop and went researching on colleges. At the age of twenty-four, I attended my first ever college, my goal – to become a flight attendant.

And four years later, here I am, fully graduated from College.

Sipping on my macchiato, I stare out of the window daydreaming about how different things are now. Up to now, I still haven’t got into any contact with the boys. The only time I hear about them is when they’re on the news – everyday now since they’ve started the band again. Or so I heard. I moved to New York, where I planned on re-started my life again. Four years ago, that is. I stopped talking to my Liam Star eight years ago.