demons | nash grier

chapter nine

moving day

arianna

i held nash's hand as we walked into the airport, grasping it so firmly i was damn near sure i'd break his hand. my parents were ahead of us, talking about all the wonderful things chicago would bring for our family. yeah, so wonderful.

"north carolina doesn't have much to offer."

bullshit.

i glanced up at my boyfriend, his eyes brimmed with tears. seeing nash cry was all too familiar and it struck me that this was our last time seeing each other for who knows how long.

when would i see him again?

i was crying now too, the two of us sitting down on a bench near the security check.

"we can do this i promise," he wrapped his arms around me. i didn't want our last moments together to be spent crying, but being in his arms made me feel a little better.

"i'm scared, nash." i admitted, looking up at the board seeing that my flight was arriving soon.

"don't find someone better than me, chicago's a big city." he smiled a little bit, which eased my nerves.

"i would never," i leaned in and gave him a kiss before standing, grabbing my suitcase from the ground by my feet and breathing in.

"arianna, come on!" i heard my mom yell from the security line. i looked up at nash again, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him again for what would be the last time in who knows how long. at that moment, nash pulled out a box, and an envelope.

"don't open either of them until you're in your room, unpacked and confortable," he said, a tear going down his cheek. he gave me a weak smile.

i nodded in agreement before i walked over to my parents.
"i love you!" i called, and he smiled, standing right where we had been sitting previously.

nash

watching her go was one of the hardest things i've ever had to do. i knew she'd be happier there, but i didn't want her to be happy there without me. is that selfish? probably. what if she found someone better? someone could make her happier. anyone could make her happier.

i looked up, and she looked back at me and waved right as she walked away. i couldn't see her anymore and once she was gone, i burst into tears.

i sat in the airport for hours after she had taken off. i felt my phone go off in the pocket of my hoodie and i pulled it out, glancing at the screen.

my baby ❤️☺️ - i'm in chicago and i already miss you..

i smiled, the words pulling at my heart. it's only been about four hours and she already misses me.  i missed her right when i couldn't see her anymore. i started to type out of text and sent it, finally rising to my feet and heading towards the exit of the airport.

arianna

chicago was... cold.

i looked down at my phone as i tried to settle in my new room, wrapping the blankets around myself. it felt like just yesterday i had been trying to settle into my new room in mooresville.

nashty 😍💍 - i miss you too 😔 did you open the box and read the letter?!

i had almost forgotten all about it. i rose to my feet and walked across my room to my dresser where i had set the box and envelope. i decided to read the letter first, taking both the box and envelope to my bed. i opened the envelope with my index finger, my mind running over all the possibilities that this letter could contain.