Rayan
It's been three years since I've seen my family and friends..
I miss them so much, i'm ready to go back. I want to be able to see their faces again, not just in pictures but in person. To be able to touch and hold them again, especially my beautiful Rein.
My heart still aches every time I think about the day I left her behind. Not a minute goes by without me thinking of her and that beautiful bright smile that she has.
My mom told me how she reacted when she heard about me leaving, she didn't take it pretty well. She told me that she ran out of the house so fast that she didn't even get to tell her anything else, not even to comfort her.
I'm sure she took it pretty hard because i'm just as much of a best friend to her as Jacob is. She always thought that I would be there for her but this time I wasn't. She counted on me and I let her down.
I still feel guilty. It eats at me constantly, day and night.
I'm sure you're wondering where I've been living for the past three years.
Well I moved with my dad, Ryan Lopez here, back in New York. We live in a two bedroom loft on the East side of Manhattan, it's actually great here. Everyone here is nice, even the neighbors.
I have my own art studio where I can come in and draw all day when I want to be alone.
I go to Julliard. I took up an offer to audition there a month after I moved here. Some guy saw me on the corner dancing and approached me after and handed me a pamphlet of Julliard. I'm guessed he was one of the dance teachers there since he told me to call and make an audition because I had a lot of talent and that he wanted me in his class, so I took that chance. They called me two weeks later and told me I was accepted. I called my mom the same day and she told me that she was proud of me and that she believes in me no matter what I did.
That's all I needed to hear to keep me going.
Not all three years of living here have been rainbows and unicorns though. I've been in a mood of anger and depression as the times rolled by. Me and my dad have been into a couple of arguments and altercations from my mood swings but he understood what I was going through. I'm in love. In love with a person I couldn't have.
On the other hand I've kept to myself, I haven't made any friends here, not that I couldn't but because I didn't want to. All the friends I wanted and needed were back in California, living their lives the way they planned.
In fact I heard from my mom that they were all doing good, Craig and Nichole moved in together and are now going to USC. Chresanto and Nirvana are now seeing each other. Jacob and Haven are still talking and going on dates with each other, they both go to UCLA. and they're both dance instructors for Debbie Allen's Dance Academy. I'm so proud of them for sticking to their dreams and sticking with each other.
Mom hasn't told me anything about Lyric, in fact the only information she gave me about her was from 3 years ago when she told me that she was still with Jaden and that they moved in together after I left.
That's when I became depressed.
It's not easy to move away from your friends and family for three whole years without saying goodbye, a phone, a letter, a text, nothing. Pure insanity.
I don't regret leaving though, because if it hadn't been for me leaving then I wouldn't have made it into Julliard and I wouldn't have such a strong connection with my dad.
Even though I may flip out on him at times, he's actually the only one here for me, besides my mom even if it's over the phone.
They're the only ones that can keep me calm and sane while i'm here, keeping me on my game and keeping my head up.
I wish I could just call and speak to my friends but i'm sure they're mad at me for going missing but they'll just have to understand that I had to do what I thought was right.
I had to get away for awhile, not because of them but because of me.
I wish I could just go back and things would like as if I never left but I know wouldn't be.
I just want to see and talk to my friends again. To see the guys and have a big talk about everything. To see my baby brother and play with him again. To hug my best friend and tell her everything that happened and why I left. To see Nic and Nirvana crazy selves again, the only people that could make me laugh no matter the situation. To see my beautiful mother again.
Last but definitely not least, to be able to see Rein. To be able to swallow her up in a big warm hug and smoothly slide my fingers in her curly brownish blonde hair, to take in the Japanese Cherry Blossom perfume that she always wear, to kiss her forehead and tell her that i'm here to stay and that i'll never leave her again.
I want to be able to tell her those things. I want to be the one to cuddle her at night and keep her protected. To be the one she wakes up to every morning and the one she see's before she goes to bed at night. I want the whole nine yards with her.
No matter what it takes for me to open up her beautiful light brown eyes and make her see what she really wants, I will take that measure until I can make her mine.
I promise..
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Just a little filter of Rayan's life the past three years.
He really hasn't done much, he hasn't moved on either. He's still the same Ray, don't you think?
What do you guys think about Ray?
How do you guys still feel about him leaving?
Do you think he'll go back to California?
Were you surprised about where he moved to, did you think he went somewhere else?
Should he and Lyric be together?
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Stick around for the rest of my story. You won't be disappointed, I promise. :)
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