AIRPORT ↠ Chandler Riggs ✓

[14] The airport

One week later

Emersons pov
The last chapter.

Beep, beep, beep.

I groaned and hit the alarm clock with my left hand which caused a sharp pain to course through my body that made me scrunch my nose up.

Throwing my legs over my large bed to hit the floor I stretched my arms out above my head, yawning, making a non-human noise. I got up from my bed, which I forgot to mention, is actually just a cheap futon, I walked to my bathroom, which in under 4 hours won't be mine anymore.

My feet slid across the hardwood floor, making it to the bathroom was an extremely slow process in the morning. When I got there I used the washroom, washed my hands and went into my kitchen.

I opened the fridge and grabbed the only thing that was left, a bologna sandwich from the store just down the street and a water.

I sat on the ground and took a bite from the sandwich but gaged as the bread didn't taste right and the Bologna tasted rotten. I got up fast and ran to the kitchen, throwing up what I had just ate.

"Fuck my life." I said, throwing the rest of it up.

"Great way to start off my day." I said sarcastically to myself. I slid down the wall and picked up the water, unscrewing the lid I leaned back and let the cold liquid slide down my dry scratchy throat.

"God, I needed that." I said to myself, putting the lid back on and placing it on the ground. My phone vibrated and I picked it up, seeing who it was I smiled.

Jayden
WHEN ARE YOU LEAVING?

Em
I'll be there soon, God calm Down xD

Jayden
Do NOT tell me to calm down

Em
I'll say it again

Em
CALM DOWN HOE

Jayden
Fuck You

Jayden
But please hurry

Em
I'll try my best

I laughed and shut my phone off. As I got up I stubbed my toe, making me cry out in pain and bend over.

"Seriously, could this day get any worse." I groaned, limping back to my room. When I got up there I packed the rest of my stuff up, putting a couple loose things into some boxes.

Today is going to be very long.

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"Thank you, I should be at the airport within the next two hours." I told the driver of the moving truck, taking what I had left of my stuff to the airport, aside from my carry on. He nodded and hopped in, shutting the door and pulling away.

I sat down on the front steps of my house, well my old house now and just thought to myself for a couple of minutes. Everything's changed so much, in the last couple of years. I graduated high school and college, I made a lot of friends since I moved here, made memories I'll never forget, I have a good career, had the best boyfriend ever that I sadly had to breakup with.