The Liam Star

Chapter Six

~ Chapter Six ~

Brietta’s POV

AN: Okay so this chapter starts out really boring, and I apologise for that. But it gets really interesting and much better later on. Like, you’ll be meeting some people. C: ok I’ve given enough away toodles

 

Okay, so maybe my first experience was a bust. But I switched Airlines. From now on, I’ll just be traveling with American Airlines, all within the country. Maybe when I think I’m ready, I’ll start doing longer distances. But for now, practise makes perfect.

Lately, I haven’t been seeing Liam. It makes me both sad; because I miss him terribly, and happy; because I finally think I can move on with my life. I haven’t seen anyone. I don’t remember anyone’s number. I don’t keep in contact with my own family.

I take a seat on my reclining seat, wanting to be able to relax my feet while I can. Let me just say that walking in 9 inch heels on a plane for several hours isn’t the best feeling in the world. The stress that tomorrow would bring made me want to curl up in my bed and stay there forever.

My suitcases are already packed and ready to go, and my uniform is laid out. Nonetheless, I decide that I’ll need all the sleep I can get so I drag myself off of the couch and head over to my comfortable bed.

“Oh bed, I’ve missed you so much. Did you miss me too? Well I’ll miss you for the next couple of weeks, as I’ll be travelling again. Goodnight bed.” I say sarcastically. I roll over and turn on the nightlight next to me.

Thirty minutes later, I decide that I couldn’t sleep once again. I sit upright straight in my bed and reach over on my night table and grab my iPod and gently put my headphones in my ears. I click on my favourite playlist and the first song that plays is Truly, Madly, Deeply; my favourite song, particularly because I was the inspiration behind the song. Liam’s sweet words almost immediately caressed me to sleep.

When the early dawn hours creep up on me, my ears almost bleed because I realise that I fell asleep with my headphones in my ears, and my alarm rang at full volume in my ears. Panicked, I jump awake from my deep sleep and jerk the headphone from out of my ears. Once they were out, I sat back down and just lay on my bed for several minutes, thinking.

Would I get scared again when on the plane? Would Liam visit me again? Why was I even hoping to see him? When Liam died, the other boys moved on. Seven years ago, they started making more music. Their music still has hit singles, but it doesn’t sound the same. There’s something missing – a deeper, thicker voice, that almost sounded as smooth as flowing honey. As much I wanted to ponder on these thoughts, I knew I couldn’t because I had to get ready. I literally rolled off my bed, as that was the only way I could actually get myself off of my comfortable, loving bed. It almost physically hurt.

I do all my morning necessities and change into my work outfit. Putting on a limited amount of make up, I decide that I’m ready to go. I check the time – 6:40 am. I decide I have enough time to spare to make myself breakfast one last time before leaving.

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