Raven Haired Boy ✔

Don't give up

Kira's P.O.V

I almost didn't recognise the girl in the mirror. She now had pure straight black hair with dull yellow eyes. She had a black leather jacket on with black skinny jeans. 

From her external image she looked like a hard core girl that no one could defeat but her eyes spoke volumes of different shade pain. I guess she needed a change.

I needed a change.

After putting some loose power on my face I made my way out of this plane's private toilet and continued down the aisle where my so called parents sat sipping on their Champagnes in their first class luxurious seats.

 I honestly don't know why I agreed on coming here with them in the first place. I shouldn't have made such a rushed decision but at that moment in time it felt like the right thing to do.

 I needed to get away from there because I couldn't stand seeing Shane face anymore and so when the wrong offer came at the right time, I took it without thinking about any outcomes.

Zac and Angela insisted I called them mom and dad but their face disgusted me a bit too much to call them that. In the beginning. 

I didn't mind putting up with them because I had so much baggage I had to let go of relating to the prior events but as the first week passed, I seriously started to regret my decision. 

They started buying the most expensive gadgets there were on the market; Angela personally took me shopping at the most expensive stores, starting from Channel to YSL. 

However I knew this was all for a show, an act to impress me so I'd stay with them. I honestly didn't know why they wanted me now when they didn't think twice about throwing me away when I born but I just couldn't be bothered to know their reason. 

Especially because they'd make up the most obvious lie about how they made a mistake and they want to make it right and crap, so I didn't question them about anything. 

Yes, certain questions will always haunt me but it was perfectly clear to me they wanted a luxurious life style and looking after a baby at that age wouldn't have helped them to get where they are today.

I couldn't care less about their stupid elite lifestyle and stupid parties and fake friends.

They threw me the biggest birthday party on Easter eve. I honestly didn't like the day I was born due to the fact it was over shadowed by Easter but I did miss Aunty P, Maya and Saira. 

They were all there for my last birthday but this year I felt lonelier than ever, even when being surrounded by the states most elite people.

I guess once you get a taste of the better things in life, you start to not want the bad things that you got so used to throughout the course of your life. 

Before, I never liked my birthday because I blamed myself for my parents leaving me and I thought I was a curse. However, being with all those people back in Alaska taught me what love, family and happiness is all about and I wanted all of that back now that I was away from them.

Everyone wished me happy birthday via text or tweet which made my day because it's the thought that counts. I honestly couldn't wait to go back and have a small gathering at Tim's for my birthday. 

I just wanted something small and special with the people I love and adore, including the annoying boys who lied to me to keep me safe.

But most of all I missed Caleb.

I knew he didn't want me to go to NY because he was scared that I might not return. But home is where your heart is and my heart was in Alaska now, which belonged to a stupid raven haired boy.

I smiled at the thought of his goofy nature.

In all honesty I missed everything about him; his dark eyes, broad shoulders and perfect height.

I missed the art of his scars, how some of the lines would run parallel to one another and how some would intersect, never to meet again. I missed how his jagged veins would stretch across his arms, underneath his tough yet smooth olive skin.

 I missed how his hooded eyes would stare at my nervous lips right before he'd settle his gentle ones, on mine. I missed the music of his laughter and how every inch of my body would light up with Goosebumps at the sound my name from his gravel voice.

 I missed his sincere touch and how he'd hold me like I was made of glass. I missed his soft dishevel hair, his defined jawlines and how our body perfectly fit around each other.

I missed every inch of him with every fibre of my bones.

As I look out through the thick oval glass window of the plane -in distance- I start to make out the distinctive outlines of the northern mountains of Alaska. Sighing, I leaned against the back of the chair waiting for the dreadful flight to be over.

In the beginning of the vacation, Caleb would message me every day and night which he never got a reply to. I was angry at him, I wanted him to suffer at first but as the days passed by I started to realise he was the one for me. I loved him, including his flaws and imperfections.

However, he was perfect for me.

In the middle of the vacation, on my birthday, I decided to reply to him due to the fact he was the first one out of everyone to wish me happy birthday.

Caleb - Happy Birthday Kira... I know I have disappointed you in many ways but I never thought I'd spend this day away from you. Because of me you're away from the people who love you and want you here. 

Please come back... if you want, I'd go away... far away from your life and all these people. I just want you to keep safe and make you happy. I don't know how to express my feelings or how to make this right but I was hoping you'd teach me. 

Teach me how to be a better person who you'd want to spend the rest of your life with. Tell me who you want and I'd be that person for you. As a 17 year old boy, I don't understand the feelings I have for you but all I know is that I want you and need you... So please just come back home...

At first I didn't know what to say to that. I mean, who would? He usually had a way with his words but to find him speechless for once broke my heart. 

He was supposed to be the calm and collective one between the two of us. His thoughts were usually precise with set targets whereas mine were scattered across a plain black canvas with no clear instructions.

From then our conversations started to grow. It was like starting all over again, I was getting to know the darker side of him which he always kept well hidden from the world. You know when people say everything happens for a reason? Well I guess the reason for this was for me to encounter his demons.

"Kira, you know if you want honey you can stay with us." My so called mother's voice broke my trail of thoughts.

"No, I'm okay." I replied and fumbled with my earphones so I didn't have to listen to her scratchy voice.

It didn't take long for the plane to finally land after that short conversation with Angela and I had already texted Aunty P to pick me up as soon as I set foot on the ground and that's when I realised I had a message from Caleb.

Caleb: I heard you're back, can I see you? If you don't mind

Me: I just got back, a bit tired as well... I'll see you at the party tomorrow?

There was too much between us to mend before we got back to our old routine again.

Caleb: What party?

Startled I replied back quickly ignoring Zac and Angela.

Me: My late birthday celebration, I thought Mom told everyone... It's at Tim's... at 7. It's a small family and friends gathering. Karaoke and lots of food :D Please come if you can.

Caleb: Oh no, I knew, I just wanted to make sure you wanted me there, that's all. :) see you tomorrow?

Me: Sure x