Chapter 18 - Better this way?

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Hey guys! Thanks for all of you that are still reading, I hope you like it! By the way, I just realized it took me 17 chapters to write about 1 week of their lives... Hahaha oops.. Anyway, enjoy!

After I got in the car and gave Riker my address and he started driving, I tried thinking about anything except for Ross. My tears stopped falling after a  while, and I just stared absently out the window. I saw Riker checking on me every few minutes in the mirror, but at this point I didn't care how I looked or anything. When we were near my house, which was right across from my high school, I asked Riker to stop. 

"Is that your school? Wait, you don't have school today do you??" Riker asked looking at me with concern. I didn't blame him, I'd never be able to go to school in my condition.

"No, I don't have school today but yes, that's my school. I think I'll just walk from here, I live across the street and I don't want my parents questioning you or something. I'll tell them I took a taxi." I said, and he nodded.

"Well.. I guess this is it." I sighed, getting out of the car. He got out too, and helped me with my suitcase.

"Thank you for everything, Riker. I had such an amazing week and I'm so glad that I met your family. I would never have gotten through the week if it wasn't for you!" I said, and hugged him tighly. He was being so nice, and he reminded me of Ross so much! I looked up at him and smiled, and he smiled back.

"I'll miss you too, Jenna! You are such a great person. You have my number, so if you ever come to LA you need to come back to our house!" He said, and I nodded. But the truth was, I didn't know if I could ever go back there. 

I leaned up and kissed Riker on the cheek and tears started flowing down my face again. He held me in a tight hug, then let me go. I gave one last sad smile then headed up to my house.

When I got there I used my key to open the door.

"I'm hoooome!" I called out, trying to sound happy. 

"Hey honey. How was the trip? And how did you get home?" Me mom asked, looking up from the magazine she was reading.

"It was so great, and I got here by taxi." I answered, and she nodded and went back to her magazine. Did she really not care enough to ask me anything else??

I looked around the house for my dad, and found him on his laptop, working. 

"Hey dad!" I said, and he looked up.

"Hi hon! How was your trip?" He asked, and I said it was good again. Then he went back to looking at his laptop.

What? Neither of them even asked anything else?

Well, that wasn't really a bad thing I guess. I grabbed my suitcase and went upstairs to my room (Which was really hard, because my suitcase was really heavy!) I left my suitcase on the floor and sat on my bed, glad to be away from all the drama at the Lynch's house. Maybe it was really better this way..

I opened my suitcase and started unpacking. I neatly folded and hung things in my closet, but half way through the bag I came across a jacket. Ross's jacket. The one he had given me in the elevator because I was cold, and I'd forgotten to give back. I felt my eyes tearing up again, and I shoved it to the bottom of the bag so I wouldn't have to deal with it yet. I kept unpacking, but now instead of neatly putting everything back, it was all a jumbled mess. Nothing was in it's right place, and I could barely see out of my crying eyes. I finally gave up trying to unpack when I realized that I was trying to put my bathing suit on a hanger. I sighed and closed my suitcase, I'd just finish later. I crawled into my bed, even though it was afternoon, and just laid there staring at my ceiling. When either of my parents walked in, I pretended to be sleeping and they would leave. 

After I while I really did drift off, and I only dreamed of Ross. I woke up with a tearstained face and just went back to sleep. When I woke up again it was 7pm. How long had I slept for??

I checked my phone, to see that I had a text from Rydel, asking why I left in such a hurry and saying sorry for not being there to say goodbye. I answered and said it was okay and that I just had to get home to finish up some summer homework.

I got up slowly, and opened my suitcase again. I neatly started putting things away again until everything was gone except Ross's jacket. I just sat there staring at it for a while. I finally got up and picked it up, then put it at the very back of my closet. Then I went back to sleep.

Hey all my amazing readers! Did you enjoy this chapter? Sorry if I made any grammar mistakes or anything, I tried not to. Thanks for reading!

-Janedoe

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