Return(Book One in The Coblers series)

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Chapter 2
Chapter Title: Gone
Dedication: emmy_dee

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¶To be honest I don't even know why I'm hurting. I guess I'm just empty now. The one I love is gone and everyone else just fades away. Leaving me in my own darkness. Slipping slowly away, until even I have to admit.
I'm gone.
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GINA'S POV

I was sitting down on the floor of the janitor's closet, with a runny nose and red eyes. My best friend, Tisha Lambert had her arms wrapped around me consoling me. "Gigi, please you have to stop crying," she begged. I nodded in agreement but then the tears didn't stop, they just became worse. I bit my lip in an attempt to hold back the 'whale in labor' noise that was usually inevitable whenever I started crying. What was wrong with me?!
He didn't even know me until last night, maybe he did, but you guys never talked.
Just fabulous! In addition to the fact that I was a blubbering mess I was also in a battle with my own self.
"Gina please stop crying, you know I don't like seeing you cry, hes just a boy you'll get over him," she said.

I wanted to disagree. No, I needed to disagree. Trent Cobler wasn't just any boy, I was in love with him as dumb and unreasonable as it sounds. I've always studied him from afar, not in a creepy way but in admiration, since the 6th grade when he helped to protect kids that we're bullied to the 8th when he took Amber Crosby to prom because she had had a crush on him and had breast cancer that took her life two days after. He was an amazing looking boy with a heart that was much more than amazing, that was what I fell in love with. His character. Trent Cobler wasn't just any boy.
He was a gentleman.

I take a shaky breathe as I hear Tisha singing quietly to me. It's 'Someone Like You' by Adele and the way she sings it is angelic and calming. Although I disagreed with her choice of song, I highly doubted that there would ever be a boy like Trent Cobler. Ever.

"I really can't believe He's gone Tish, I can't," I say, and take a deep breathe.
"I'm sorry Gigi, I really am, but he's gone and I don't think you  can do anything about it,if you could you know I'd help. Just wipe your eyes and breathe,"she says.
"The best you can do is accept it and try to let go," she says, lifting me up.
I sniff loudly and hug my best friend, inhaling her peppermint and coffee scent makes me feel even warmer than her hug.
"Thank you Tish, for missing class to be with me," I say.
"Don't thank me Gigi, it's my duty, you'd do the same for me and besides I hate Maths,"she says with a disgusted tone at the last bit. I laugh and sniff loudly again.
"Go ahead Tish I'll stay here a little bit more to clear my eyes," I say.
Tisha gives me a look.
"I promise I'm done crying,I just need my eyes to clear I don't want to face the thousand and one questions I'll probably receive from the teachers if they see me like this. You know Ms. Bennett already believes I'm a drug addict, if she sees me it'll probably confirm her suspicions," I say.
Tisha laughs, "That lady is crazy, she's probably the only teacher that doesn't like you,well okay if you say so, see you later Gigi," she says and gives me one last hug before leaving.
I take a deep breathe and I recall my last moment with Trent.

"And I remember when you took Amber to prom, that was probably the nicest thing you've ever done, ever," I say, sipping my hot chocolate. Trent blushes. "Well Amber needed something to be happy about and that was the best I could've done," he says. I grin at his shyness. He was just so beautiful.
"It's amazing how you remember so much about me, but I've never really seen you in school," he says. "I don't talk much," I say."I find that hard to believe you seem to be talking a lot now," he says, looking up.
"I feel more comfortable at home," I say with a shrug. I and Trent Cobler were seated in the swinging bench in our backyard, having an actual conversation. Something I never imagined would ever happen.
"It would have been so cool to get to know you more, you're pretty, and quirky," he says looking down at me, gauging my reaction. I'm trying my hardest not to blush, he just called me pretty.
"Well you can, we can talk in school now," I suggest, trying not to sound too excited. Trent's face falls and I hope I haven't said anything wrong. "We can't unfortunately," he says. I feel hurt.
"Its not because of you or anything, it's just that we're moving out of town tomorrow," he says.
I can literally feel my insides twist painfully.
"Oh,".
Thats all I can say.
Trent's face lights up,and he takes my phone and puts in his number and saves it as Cute Eyes which makes me smile because that's what Amy kept saying to him.
Then he gives me his iPhone and I type in my number. "There, that way we can keep in touch," he says.
I smile, but it doesn't reach my eyes. All I can think about is what he said.
We're moving out of town tomorrow........

That's all it takes, I sit back on the floor of the janitor's closet and do exactly what I said I wouldn't do.

I cry.