Game On, Angel

Chapter Nine

Finn

==Monday==

"Cass! Have you seen Angelina?" I jogged to catch up with my sister.

"No, she got a call during chemistry and left immediately. I hope she's all right."

Cass's eyebrows were pulled together worriedly. My heart thudded--was Angelina all right? I sprinted to my car and dialed Angelina's phone.

"Hello?" a choked voice answered.

"Angelina?"

"Finn?" she sounded surprised.

"Where are you?"

"The hospital," she said slowly.

"What? Why? Hold on, I'm coming!"

I sped off in the direction of the hospital. Inside I was panicking; why was she at the hospital?

I ran through the doors and into the waiting room. Angelina was sitting near the back, crying silently. I rushed over to her and when she saw me, she wrapped her arms around my neck. I murmured soothing words in her ear and rubbed slow circles on her back. I wiped her tears off her cheeks and asked her what happened.

"I-it's my m-mom," she hiccuped, "she killed herself."

I remembered her telling me about her mom's drinking habits and was filled with guilt. If I hadn't told Angelina it was just a phase, maybe she could have gotten help from her mom, and none of this would be happening.

"God, I'm so sorry," I breathed.

"Finn, don't be. It's not your fault; not at all. It's mine--if I had just called a therapist or something, she wouldn't be dead. "

She was looking at me and new tears formed in her eyes. I was filled with dread.

"Finn, I'm moving in with my aunt. She's going to take care of me until I graduate," she choked out.

"Okay," I said.

"No, you don't get it. My aunt lives in Oregon. I have to move to Oregon."

My heart sunk, "What? But there has to be a way for you to stay here! You could move in with Cass and I. Come on, there has to be a way!"

I was panicking now; I'd found the perfect girl, fallen in love with her, and now we had to break up? Angelina's eyes filled with tears as she hugged me even more tightly.

"When are you leaving?" I managed to get out.

"Tomorrow," she whispered.

"Screw this," I muttered.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her out the doors and to my car.

"Finn, what are you doing?"

"We have to have one last good memory before you leave."

A small smile formed on her face. She buckled her seatbelt and leaned back in the seat. I knew I was being selfish--I should let her mourn her mom, but I needed to be with Angelina one last time before I got my heart broken.

I pulled up to a 70's dance club. Couples were inside disco dancing and downing cups of juice. I'd always wanted to take Angelina here. She gasped and a smile spread across her face.

I took her hand and pulled her out of the car. She twined her fingers with mine and dragged me inside. I chuckled at how excited she was.

Dancing Queen by ABBA was playing inside. She pulled me to the dance floor and we started dancing. Within half an hour we were both grinning like idiots and had drank a few cups of juice.

I pulled Angelina to me and rested my forehead against hers, wrapping my arms around her waist. Her cheeks were flushed and her blue eyes sparkled.

"Thanks Finn," she said, "This is the most fun I've had in a really long time."

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Angelina

I sat up and stretched. Finn was sprawled on the bed beside me. Just looking at him filled my chest with pain, knowing that I'd be leaving him soon. I threaded my fingers through his jet black hair and sighed.

I pulled my clothes back on and went downstairs to get a glass of water. Pulling out my phone, I noticed that I had eleven voicemails and twenty missed calls, all from Cass.

I went back to my bedroom. Finn was rubbing his face, sitting at the edge of my bed. He'd all ready gotten dressed. Finn pulled me into his lap when he saw me and kissed my lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my head on his chest.

"I love you so much," he said.

"I love you too," I kisses him again.

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"Miss Bexley, are you ready to go?" the taxi driver asked me.

I spent the whole plane ride staring at my phone. My screensaver was a collage of pictures. Most were of Finn and I. We were making funny faces, about to kiss, or just smiling at the camera. There was one picture of Finn, Cass, Jay, and I. My heart ached for all of them.

I replayed Finn's last words to me over and over again in my brain, "I love you so much."

I bit my lip to keep from crying; I never knew how much I needed Finn. It was hard to believe that at one point, we hated each other. Now we were irrevocably, unconditionally, and desperately in love with each other. Last night seemed like a fairy tale.