Damn The Day I Met You

Chapter Twenty-Nine

The two and a half weeks of school flew by quicker than I thought they would. Tests, projects, presentations, and papers filled our days and nights, leaving barely anytime for Tristan, Lucy, and I. But we somehow made it through. Lucy finished up school the same time we did, making my last few days here a joy around the house.

“I know you said no party.”

“Tristan…” I say with my warning face. I really didn’t want a party tonight. I just wanted to make sure what I needed was packed and then stay in with my boyfriend and his sister.

“It’s just, there was someone who I’m pretty sure was going to kill me if I didn’t let him see you.” I roll my eyes, automatically knowing it would be Toby before he appeared from the other room. “I’ll leave you two to it.”

“This isn’t forever Tobes.” I say, sitting down on the bed. “I’ll be coming back to visit like usual.”

“Still doesn’t mean I can’t say bye to my best friend.” He takes a seat across from me and helps me fold some clothes. “Are you sure about this Katie?”

“No.”

“Then why are you doing it?”

“Because if I stay any longer I don’t think I could leave.”

“And would that be so bad? I’ve never seen you so happy. It’s not just your relationship with Tristan, its Lucy too. This family, you being a part of this family, makes you happy. Why throw that away?”

“Can we not Toby? I’m leaving tomorrow and nothing you say is going to change that. I’m leaving. So please just drop the rest. Say goodbye, and let me finish getting ready.”

He smirks and pulls me into a tight hug. “You’re not getting rid of me that fast. I’ll be downstairs hanging out with Tristan for a bit.”

“Since when did you two get close?”

“Since our one thing in common is leaving us.” I roll my eyes and push him out the room. Everything seemed to be packed and ready to load. I just didn’t want to do that last step. I didn’t want to make this move real. Deep down I knew that if Tristan or Lucy asked me to stay at this point, I would. I didn’t realize I could fall more in love with the two of them but these past weeks allowed that to happen. I also knew neither of them would ask that of me, Tristan the least of all. He took me for my word and didn’t try to change my mind after that night.

I also know that he had something on his mind throughout the time. What about I have no idea, but there was always a look in his eyes like he was planning something. Whenever I asked him about it he just brushed the topic away. Part of me was afraid it would be something extravagant for me, something that would be his way of winning me back. But every time that thought came to mind I laughed. Extravagance was anything but Tristan. He wouldn’t put that much time and effort into something, especially for a simple girlfriend. He had more important things to worry about, like Lucy.

Lucy. Now there’s a girl who became good at doing anything except for hanging out with me. She seemed to always be busy and didn’t have much time to hang out before my move. But I planned on spending most of the evening with her. I know Tristan would understand.

When I step downstairs I notice the guys playing some videogame. No matter where you go in the world, it seems like that’s one thing that never changes. I walk over to them and stand behind Tristan, “Do you guys know where Lucy is?” I ask, interrupting them. Tristan pauses the game and turns to me. His hand rests on top of mine, another gesture that became more and more common. He did anything to just touch me, as if he were trying to memorize my body through feel.