Let Go (Wattys 2017)

Chapter Twelve- Shooting stars

"Presenting Molly!" Lola squealed.

"Lola, stop it!" I walked down the stairs and saw the stunned faces. I caught my reflection in the hall mirror. My hair was in a french braid, I had on a Jean jacket, with black leggings and black flats. Lola insisted that I wore diamonds and red lipstick.

"My baby." Mom smiled. I gave her a small smile. The doorbell rang and I walked towards it. I could feel everyone's eyes on me. Taking a deep breath I opened the door. His giant smile fell with a starstruck face. He had on a plaid shirt and some damaged jeans. He was so handsome.

"You look beautiful Molly." I felt heat rise to my cheeks. "You too."

He took my hand and led me away to his car. We drove and drove to a beautiful clearing where the stars lit the night. I made a move to open the door to find that it was already opened with Adam smiling at my side.

"Who would've known; Adam has manners." I smiled. He only smirked at me before taking my hand closing the door behind me.

"This is beautiful." I gasped.

"Yeah and it'll be even more beautiful when you help me with this blanket." I smiled and took the blanket before we laid it out in the grass.

I laid my back on the blanket letting out a slow breath. I couldn't help but feel my stomach tighten. "Relax."

I looked over at Adam, who was still focused on the sky. I nodded and took a deep breath in and let it out. My body relaxed and focused on the stars counting them in my head.

"Did I ever tell you why I jumped?" Adam asked.

I shook my head still focused on the stars above. "My sister died."

This caught my attention, I looked at him out the corner of my eye listening intensely as he continued, "She was the only thing I had left, as you can see my parents aren't really around due to their jobs and to be honest their kids themselves. She...She was bullied a lot and no matter how much I being her big brother tried to comfort her all she did was listen to the whispers. She eventually got sick and tired of it and couldn't take it anymore. She took a handful of pills and..." I saw a tear slide down his cheek.

"I understand." I whispered.

"She was only ten."He cried. My eyes began to water. I began to cry for him, "That's why I care. I can't see another person I care about let go. I'm not going to let you go. No matter how many times you push me away or close me off, I'm not going to let you go."

It was time, "My sister died in a car crash. She was the one with the big dreams and future while I was more of an in the moment kind of person. We were driving home from a party that she didn't even want to go to and we were hit head on by a drunk driver." I shook even more at the memory.

"It was supposed to be me!" I cried. "I had to go to therapy and all that bullshit, it took a while before I got back on track, but I did it. Then, I went to a party..."

My stomach dropped, and my breathing became soft and raspy, "There was this guy, I don't remember much about him. He gave me a drink which I took." I laughed at my patheticness, "Which was so stupid."

"I-I was looking for Lola and he said that he knew where she was. I ignored my sudden dizziness. He led me to a room." I paused and took a deep breath, "I thought she was in there, you know," Adam only nodded, I could see the anger in his eyes and I hoped to God it wasn't at me.

"But she wasn't. I was about to leave but I saw him locking the door. I asked what he was doing. It was all to late," I felt my body shake and hot tears travel down my cheeks, "he pushed me on the bed," I croaked, "I couldn't move, he...he took of my clothes and...and he raped me." I cried.

"Molly,"

"That's why you shouldn't care, you don't deserve a girl with a rape story and suicidal thoughts." I cried. I felt a hand in mine and I looked over to see Adam staring into my eyes. "I said it before and I'll say it again. I. Won't. Ever. Let. You. Go."

"And I'll hold on." I gave him a weak smile, both of our faces flooded with tears. "Look at us." Adam pointed at the sky wear burning balls of fire quickly raced across the sky. "What?" I asked.

He smiled, his water purple eyes blazing, he put a hand on my cheek, and breathed, "Shooting stars."