"Well white boy, I guess this is it. I gotta head back to Toronto." I say as I finish packing the rest of my stuff. Shit hit the fan back home with my mom, so I had to go help take care of it. I had only been staying with Brian for a few months, but I've known him and been best friends with him for years.
"Well, Elle, I'm gonna miss you, but you know that I'm always gonna be here for ya. If you ever want to come back, the doors always open. You ever want to talk, my phones on. You ever want to visit, you know where I'm at".
Those words made tears sting my eyes. I had never had such a good friend. It probably also didn't help that i had the biggest crush on him. And it was no secret. So leaving not only my beat friend but also not being able to see the guy I was head over heals for on a daily was rather depressing.We hugged it out as I choked back tears. Tonight was supposed to be a good night seeing as I was leaving tomorrow. We had gone to the liquor store and picked up a bottle of jack Daniels. We ordered pizza. Grabbed some pot. And just the 2 of us were going to kick it for the night.
The night turned out Rather well. But as soon as I woke up in the morning i had a gut wrenching feeling knowing I was going to be leaving in a few hours.
So I got up, showered and got dressed. Packed up the rest of my stuff. Brian was still sleeping so I decided to make breakfast for us as our last meal together. I made bacon and eggs and home made hash browns, I walked into his room with the plate of food and a glass of orange juice and stuck it in his face seeing if he'd wake up to the smell. Sure enough he did.
I went and grabbed my plate and we sat in bed eating breakfast and talking. I lost track of time because I got a text from my dad saying he was on his way to pick me up. He only lived about 20 minutes from Brian's house.
That's when the water works started. Brian let me cry on his shoulder then he helped me downstairs with all my stuff. We split a smoke and by the time we were done, my dad pulled up. I gave Brian one last hug.
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