Take My Hand

Chapter 2

Amelia's POV

The car ride to airport was agonizing. I could see mom becoming uneasy. It wasn't any better for me though. I really love my mom and just the mere thought of not being with her was driving me to tears.

I wiped away the unshed tears. Mom had already stopped the car. Stepping out the car when a sudden realization took over. I was really going to leave Summerfield. That thought really hadn't set into me until mom had me in a tight embrace. I hadn't even realized I was crying. I heard mom sniffling and caught her brown orbs filled to the brim with tears. I couldn't take it any longer and let my emotions take over.

Once my sobs died down I finally let her go. I didn't want to go to Ridgewood. Seeing how this predicament is destroying my mom has me at a stand point. I haven't seen my dad since the summer and that was just for a couple weeks. I can't handle this. Here I thought everything would go smooth and dandy. I would graduate Ridgewood High and as soon as I turned eighteen head right back home.

Home. My real home in Summerfield. Where I have everyone. Macy, Claudia, Allison, and Kiera. Even the guys. Then there's Alex. He's always been there for me. We're always doing everything together. We even decided to go to the local university together.

Ridgewood wouldn't change anything. I'm sure of that. Now I just have to suck it up and hope that this won't be a total drag.

"Ok sweetheart as much as I don't want to let you go, your going to miss your flight. Don't forget that I love you Amelia and if for some reason you decide you like Ridgewood I'll respect your wishes. You know I just want you to be happy even if what makes you happy isn't by my side. "

"I love you too mom. And don't worry I don't plan on staying a day more of what's required. I want to be here, with you and my friends. I'll come visit soon. You can't get rid of me that easily."

A soft chuckle left her mouth. " oh hush, you know I would do anything for you to always be at my side."

"I know mom–" I started but was interrupted by the intercom announcing the upcoming flights.

"Flight 208 to Ridgewood is now boarding. Again Flight 208 to Ridgewood is now boarding"

"Well that's me." I said reluctantly.

"Yes sweetheart. Now hurry on before you miss your flight"

"Ok mom...and mom?"

"Yes Amelia."

"Mom don't worry we'll be together again soon. Just you wait. These next couple of months will go flying through. And stay safe, ok? I love you mom"

"I love you too Amelia."

And that was the last thing I heard before I entered the terminal.

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I hate flying. I just hadn't remembered the exact reason why. But now kneeling in front of a toilet had me remembering the awful truth.

I always seem to get sick during plane rides. Cars, buses, trains, boats, you name it, I can handle. But planes have me throwing up every chance I can.

What a fun way to start a trip. Not. Just two more hours and I'm off this plane. Ugh I guess I should head back before one of the flight attendants thinks I'm passed out or worse dead.