Can't Help But Fall // Travlyn (Slow updates)

Chapter 5

Katlyn

     Travis's words echo in my head. Maybe it's best if we break up.... traviling alot... won't see each other...  I thought about it all night. I couldn't stop thinking about him. Abut his emerald green eyes, his snow white hair, us...

     Yet, a small, detached part of my mind said, Let him go. I wanted to jump up and run after him, stopping him, discovering that this was just a dream...

     I decided to listen to music to get my mind off of him. Yet I'm here, thinking about how to not think about him. How coincidental is it to have a sad song on. Just my luck,  I thought.

     Surprisingly, it makes me feel better. I sing along, tears streaking down my face. My voice doesn't quiver. After the song, I decide to call Travis. I want to talk to him, tell him that I would miss him, but rather miss him a lot than not be with him at all. Not that I expect him to answer.

Travis

     I numbly find my way around the airport and eventually board my plane. I sit in my seat and try to sleep, but guilt haunts me. Why did I leave her? Why did I lie to her? I ponder these questions throughout the fight. Soon, my phone buzzes. It's Katlyn. I stare at her profile picture. It's of the both of us. She is beaming at the camera, and I'm enjoying my (what I thought would be permanent) place by her side. Just looking at the picture makes me tear up. I took too long looking at the picture, and it was gone.

     Slowly, I put down my phone, remembering every detail about that photo. It rings again. This time, I answer it.

"Travis?"
"Hey, Katlyn."

"Travis, I miss you."

"I miss you too Baby."

"I just want to say, I'd rather miss you to the point of coming to you than not be with you at all."

She pauses.

"I still love you, Travis." Her voice is shaking, and I can picture her crying. I want to be there with her, comfort her.

"I.... I love you, too, Katlyn." I finish.

She hangs up. I suddenly feel terrible. It was my job to be there for her, and with her.

And I let her down.

Why? Why did I do that?

It would be too difficult to keep in contact with her when I'm traveling, especially when I need to take care of my parents.

     (Its always so convenient when sad songs play when people are sad XD) 

     I sighed. I listened to the song and let a few tears run down my cheeks. I finally drift into a restless sleep.

"We have safely landed at he airport in Orlando, Florida." The P.A. system in the plane woke me from my agitated sleep. I woke up, gathered my suitcase, and took a taxi to my parents'.

     When I got to the hospital, I went to the room and saw my parents. I almost cried all over again. With the knowledge of them dying soon, and seeing them in this condition, made my heart break even more. "Travis! How's my little boy?" Mom says, completely ignoring the circumstances. "Hey, Travis!" Dad chimes. I force a smile. "Hey, guys!" I say. I go to each of them and give them gentle hugs. "So? How have you been?" Dad asks. "Great! I have lots of friends back home." I state. "You got a girl?" Dad asks. I feel a pang of sadness. "Caleb!" Mom scolds. "It's fine, mom. And to answer your question, dad, I did." I admit. "What do you mean 'did'?" Mom asks, suddenly curious. "Well, I was traveling a lot to be with you two, and it just wouldn't work out between me and Katlyn." Just saying it out loud makes it even worse. "Katlyn. Such a beautiful name." Mom admires. "She is beautiful. She has blue hair, pretty eyes, big heart..." I could go on and on about her. "Do you have pictures?" Dad wonders. I nod. I get out my phone and scroll through my photos. I show my phone to Mom, and then Dad.

     "She is beautiful. You guys look happy." He notes. We were, and I decided to mess that up. How stupid could I be?  "Yes, she is. Travis, hun, you didn't have to break up with her because you were traveling!" Mom says. "Mom, long distance relationships never work." I tell her. "But what about when you get back?" She presses. I sigh. "I just don't want her to miss me too much." I admit. "Travis. Listen. She will want to miss you rather than not being with you." Dad explains. I sit down. "Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to. It wouldn't work. Shane can speak from personal experience." I tell them. We sit in silence. The mention of my older brother had a greater impact on my parents than I expected. Shane didn't want to come because he was scared for our parents. 

     "I want to meet this girl." Dad says, breaking an uneasy silence. But that only created more awkward silence. "She's very pretty, Travis." Mom says. I tear up. I miss her. Why did I just not take her with me? I wondered. "Aw, Sasha, he's upset. Let's not talk about it anymore." Dad says. "Well, I'd better get to a hotel. I'll come and visit tomorrow." I say. "Alright. See you tomorrow, son." Dad says. I go and give him a hug. "See ya, dad." "Bye, Travis." Mom says. I go over and hug her. She kisses my cheek.

     I decided to walk the half mile to the hotel. After I get out of the hospital, I put earbuds in and listen to music. When I got there, I got a room and unpacked. After a few days, I decided to call Katlyn.

"Hey, Katlyn."

No response.

"Look, I know you're mad at me, but I want to ask you something."

Nothing.

"Do you want to meet my parents? I'll pay for your plane ticket."

"I wold, I guess." She finally responded.

"Good. Because you have no choice." I joked.

She laughed.