Second Chances

chapter 2

CHAPTER 2:

 The next morning we got up at 4am so I could say goodbye to Jason before he drove back. He offered to leave earlier so he wouldn't have to wake me up but the thought of waking up completely alone without seeing him again would've killed me. He wrapped me in a tight hug and kissed the top of my head. I looked up at him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

"I should go" the look of concern filled his face.

"Don't say goodbye" I whispered

"I'll call you when I get home ok?"

"Ok" I starred into his eyes

He turned and walked away and gave one last wave as he pulled out of the driveway. I waited for the truck to disappear down the street. A feeling of emptiness crept over me.

"Now what?" I thought to myself

I sat there for what seemed like hours. What was I doing here? I felt sick to my stomach. I tried to think of what to do. Whenever I usually felt this way I turned to kayla. I looked at the clock. It was 7pm so it was 9pm there. I decided to give it a shot. So I picked up my iPad and called her on FaceTime.

No answer

I felt the last piece of my world shatter. It was bad enough being alone after Jason left me but I couldn't take losing my best friend too. Especially not tonight. If I'm alone I'll end up crying myself to sleep.

So I grabbed my keys off the counter and headed to the beach me and Jason had went to the day before.

I sat down on the beach and looked around. People were sitting watching the sunset and some people walked there dogs and most were leaving. I scrunched my toes in the sand and just starred at my feet. My phone rang and I picked up.

It was Jason. I completely forgot he said he was gonna call.

"Hello" I managed to choke out

"Hey" he sounded like he was smiling. That made me kinda smile.

"Where are you?" I asked

"Actually I just got checked into my hotel."

"Oh" I stuttered. Why didn't he call me right away?

"How was your drive?"

"Good" he sounded distracted.

"Are you ok?" I asked

"Umm yeah I'm fine. How about you?" He sounded more then fine. He sounded perfectly happy and somewhat excited and here I was alone on a beach fighting everything not to cry.

"I'm ok"

"That's good. Look I gotta go but you can call me anytime ok?"

"Yeah ok bye."

"Bye"

The line went dead.

I looked up at where the ocean met the sand. I felt like screaming.

I stood up and brushed the sand off my legs and started to walk towards the water carrying my sandals in one hand and knelt down next to the water and put my other hand in the wet sand and squished it in my hand. So here I am in California. I waited my whole life for this?