"Let's run away." I talked through the phone.
Morgan was irrational. As soon as I got home from my run, dumbfounded and all, the only remark she could make was on my inconsideration. I had already broken down in tears once today, I couldn't do it again. So I ran to the pool and dialed Grayson. My legs were splashing in the water, soft, small ripples cascading against the water's edge.
"What do you mean? Is everything okay?" Grayson sounded concerned through the phone. I instantly smiled, his sudden concern adored me. It was as if a light switched on in my brain, and suddenly dark thoughts molded to jubilant thoughts. Everywhere in my body shone as bright as a star, I swear my insides could illuminate the whole world.
"I want to go somewhere. Unexpected. With you. You only." I pleaded, anticipating an affirmative. I was so fed up with everyone surrounding me. Only Grayson could heal my burns. "Please, Grayson. It won't be long. Five days, maximum."
An inaudible silence broke through the phone. All I could hear was the water splashing as my feet kicked. I could hear my neighbor's lawnmower roaring in the distance, cutting through the fresh, bright green grass.
All grass here was greener. That's probably where the 'The grass is always greener somewhere." came from. The grass was greener in California, and Utah had muddy, vomit-green grass. Life was like vomit, now it's fresh and beautiful.
Grayson's thinking was peeving me, I was reminiscing on the past. And the past was never good. All I needed to focus on was running away with him. Away from everything, everyone. I was drowning, and all people were doing were pushing me down.
"I don't know, Jenna. I have to make videos with Ethan." His regretful voice hammered my heart. I felt like he was crushing my heart into thousands of pieces. Call me selfish, but I want happiness. It doesn't have to be for long, but I want it. I thought he cared, that he was always there for me. But was he? I wouldn't be overreacting like this, but right now I just need him. Why can't he offer himself? All these depressing questions boiled me up, and I didn't need to cry. I let out a whimper, struggling to hold it back. "Jenna? I'm sorry."
"Forget it, Grayson. You clearly don't care enough." I hung up on the phone and jumped into the pool. Clothes on, no concern. It was a first instinct thing to do like I have to express my anger in odd actions.
I realized I dramatized the situation. Grayson didn't know that I was in tears an hour ago, I can't expect him to know that. Of course, I was selfish, but maybe I deserved to have him. But of course, I'm going to put myself before others.
I push through the heavy water, my clothes holding me down. I grabbed my phone on the ledge, and I called him back.
It rang once before he answered.
"I'm so sorry." We said at the same time.
Even though I was angry, he still made me laugh.
"I'm sorry, I overreacted. I just, I've been feeling not myself lately, Grayson. You make me happy, and I thought that taking you away was a solution to my happiness. But you have work, and it wouldn't work out." I spilled through the phone. Everything I said was true, every bit. I wanted only honesty through our relationship.
"Let's go. Tonight." He mumbles.
My heart flutters, coming back together. I swear I turned into a star, I illuminated with joy. He was on board. He cared about me, he really did. There isn't a word to describe my delight. I was flabbergasted, unable to retain my voice.
"Jenna? You in?"
"Meet at the airport, tonight at 7 pm. Bring anything you need." I ordered, not rethinking the plan. I didn't even think I would come this far into the run-away, and now we need somewhere to go. "Bye, Grayson."
I hung up my phone and ran to my room.
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I hopped into the Uber, telling him where to go. My bags were in the back, and no one knows where I'm going. I feel bad, but I need this. I felt caged in this past week, I want to live a little.
I bought two tickets for a flight to Hawaii, my first thought on where to go. And I've never been there, let alone never been on vacation. So this was a new experience for me, and I wasn't even spending it with my boyfriend. Just someone who I have a romantic interest with.
Traffic was light, which surprised me for a summer's evening in LA. I mean, it's way worse than Utah traffic, but it's an improvement from past drives. The scenery around me was striking, the sky looked as if it was painted with orange watercolors like the paint was spilling against the horizon. Not a single cloud in the sky, just a piece of artwork destroyed against the Earth.
"LAX, here you are." He said, turning towards me. "Make sure to give me 5-stars, won't ya?"
I mumble an ignorant response, exiting the vehicle and grabbing my suitcase and carry-on. I glanced the sidewalk outside of the terminal, spotting for Grayson. It took me a few moments, but I saw his smile at the doors.
I grinned, running up to him and jumping into his arms.
"Missed me?" He asked, rubbing his head into my neck.
"Yes." I grinned, kissing his cheek. I almost cried of comfort, being able to touch him was a miracle. I felt like I haven't seen him in years. I laughed, jumping to the ground.
Grayson grabbed our bags and opened the door for me. I skipped through the doorway, incapable of restraining my giddiness.
There's the word again. Giddy. That word sums up how I feel about him. Like a new blossom of love. It would never get boring being around him. I can't imagine a day of sadness with him in it. Impossible.
"So, we're going to Hawaii." I grinned, leading him over to the lineup for National Departures. "Stereotypical, I know."
He laughed. I smiled. "It's beautiful there, trust me. Besides, I don't mind going there again with you." I giggled, feeling warm inside.
But I also felt bad. Grayson had to leave Ethan behind. YouTube behind. His fans behind. I started to regret everything I led him into. "Are you sure Ethan and your fans are okay with this? I don't want a negative impact." Grayson smiled, leaning in to kiss my cheek. It reassured me. I knew everything was going to be okay.
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Trust me next chapter will be cute.
Love you all, have a good one.
-Nora
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FanfictionA love story that would change two people's lives. Jenna Sterne faced serious bullying back in Utah, and her father thought things needed to be altered. Jenna at age 17, was sent to LA for a year, spending it with her dead mom's sister and her daugh...