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Chapter 6: Goodbyes

4 years ago...

I sat in front of my window with my arms hugging my chest. The wind blew my dark hair around my face, but it felt nice. My light blue tank top was plastered to my skin with sweat. It was the middle of July, and one of the hottest days we had had yet. I looked out at Sterling's window. It was dark; it had been for the past three weeks. I hadn't seen him during that time at all. He hasn't called, texted, emailed or visited me. Sterling literally disappeared overnight. My heart ached to be away from him for so long. Yes, we were only almost 15, but Sterling was my first love.

The trip to California had been called off. Turns out, Alice couldn't be trusted. She was caught stealing from her bosses safe where she worked. Currently, Alice was in jail. Marisol's parents decided to take a tour of Europe. For a month. I hadn't seen and had barely talked to my best friend. So my days were spent waiting. I busied myself with little activities like swimming or going shopping. I had taken up a few dance classes, too. My teacher said I was a natural.

I was interrupted from my thoughts by the rumbling of my stomach. I sighed and went downstairs to fix myself dinner. I pulled out some leftover spaghetti and stuck it in the microwave. As the food was warming up, I glanced at the clock. 10:48. I had been eating late dinners lately; the result of waking up very late.

The microwave beeped and I took out the plastic container. I grabbed a spoon from a kitchen drawer and headed upstairs to my room. As I sat down on my bed, I turned on the TV and flipped through the channels until I found some reality show focused on little girls who acted like brats. One of the girls was throwing a tantrum when I glanced out the window. I had to look again. Sterling's window was lit. I dropped my food and hurried to the window. This had been the first sign of life in the Bane's house in 3 weeks. I climbed out the window and hurried over to his window. I felt around for the key we kept to unlock each other's windows during emergencies. I felt the cool, metal of it and heaved the window open. There packing up a bag was Sterling. He was facing me but had his head down. He looked up and he saw me. I smiled and launched myself into his arms. He didn't hug me back or say anything. I let go of him, confused. Sterling's face was unreadable.

"Where have you been?!" I demanded. Sterling's blue eyes blazed.

"You need to leave," he said then turned back to packing his bag. I stopped him by grabbing his arm. Sterling froze. I realized with a start that he was seriously ripped. He yanked his arm out of my reach ad angrily zipped up his bag.

"Sterling!" I shouted. He was acting really weird. He turned slowly.

"Look..." he sighed and ran a hand down his chiseled features. "Meet me in the tree house," he whispered.

"Wait!" I called out. He stopped. "How do I know you won't leave me again?" I asked, my voice sounded small and wounded. He turned and gave me a forced smile.

"Isn't trust the most important thing in a relationship?" and then he was gone. I hurried back to my house and ran to the tree house. When I got up there, he was waiting.

He immediately rushed into a sentence. "I'm leaving Laci."

"Oh, so I guess I'll see you when school starts," I stated even though I knew he meant permanently. 

"No you won't. So say your goodbyes now." Sterling said harshly. I floundered for words. He...was leaving me?

"B-but you p-promised," I stuttered out, my demeanor breaking. Sterling turned to look out a window.

"Promises are broken," he whispered. Tears threatened to spill. I fought against them.

"Fine," I whispered. "Goodbye Sterling. I guess its great that I learned how much of a son of a bitch you are now instead of later." I spit out and turned to leave. I took one last glance at his face and saw pain flash through his eyes. I ignored it and left.

Once I arrived home I threw myself down in the middle of the floor and cried. Yes, I Cried. I cried because my mother had died. I cried because my brother had left us. I cried because my Dad didn't care anymore. I cried because my heart was broken.

But that was the last time I cried in a long time.

Sorry it was so short guys! But flashbacks are done so now onto the story! I'll start showing pictures of the characters after this chapter! As Heidi Klum says: auf Wiedersehen!