Chapter 4

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"Lea Dooren?" I look up from my book and a lady smiles at me and motions to the hallway. I get up, grab my things and walk over.

I end up in front of a black desk, along with 2 white chairs. I sit in one and place my bag on the floor next to my feet. Mrs. Black, my therapist, starts to ask me questions and I answer them.

"So, how are things with your girlfriend?" She asked. I mentally cringe. I love her to death she is like a second mother to me but I didn't want to tell her but I had to. I needed to do this for Dylan. So I explained to her everything. From Dylan going and maybe moving to LA to my cuts on my wrists. This was gonna be a long hour.

After an hour pasted, I thanked Mrs. Black and left the building. Seeing that it was only 10:45 once I left, I thought I should get something for my friends. Idk why but I wanted to.

As I walked into the VANS store I got a texted from Dylan.

Dylan: why are you not at school?!?! are you ok?
Lea: yeah I am fine my dad said that I could have the day off.

That wasn't a whole lie but still. Dylan didn't answer but I saw that she read it. She was probably about to get caught in class texting. I continued to shop until it was about 12:30. Time for food!

I walked to a Japanese restaurant, because that's totally a place in Chicago?!?! I ordered and played on my phone until my food arrived.

I knew that Dylan's plane boarded at 4:30 but she was gonna be there at 4:00. Once I finished my food it was about 1:45. So, I grabbed my things and  headed to the "L".

I got home an hour later because I ended up on the west side of the north side. I put everything away and decided to change. I quickly put on black skinny jeans, a torn and bleach spotted KISS t-shirt and put my bright yellow doc martins on.

I started to wrap the present I got for Dylan, and played some music. I heard my dad come inside so I went downstairs.

"Hello, Lea. How was your dad? Good? Ok, good? I have to go and get your sister because mom is stuck at work. I am just dropping off my stuff and getting some food. Do you want me to drive you to the airport?" Jesus dad, talk slower please. "No, I am good. I rather take the "L"." I said back to him and went back upstairs.

It was 3:53. I grabbed a black zip up, my blue backpack and left home. Dad had already came back with Reily and Issac. When I was on the train I started to think. And that caused me to rub my wrists, hard and then they started to burn and sting real bad. God ,why couldn't I have just broke a damn glass. I took out a small container of ADVIL and my water and took some to relive the pain. (To my fren giulia 'yay! pain!')

I walked into the air port at 4:14. I walked towards Dylan's gate and saw her sitting on a seat. Thick boots, ripped jeans and a hoodie. (Her plane clothes😂) I walk up to her.

She looked up at me and smiled. Stood up and hugged me for a long time. We sat down and didn't say a word. Soon enough we started a small conversation, while I sigh through my backpack for her gift. Even though we have been dating since we were 13 and now we are 16, what I got her we haven't given each other.

"I got this for you. I have something to patch it. It's so when your in California you know that I am always with you." I said explaining the small, dainty necklace, with a little L on it, I got her. "How does yours match?" She asked. I untucked my from my shirt, to show the same necklace but with a D on it.

"I love you so much."I said and kissed her.

*Flight 745 to Los Angles, California is now boarding!*

I stoped kissing her and pulled away. She got up and grabbed her bag but I stoped her and hugged her. I didn't want her to go or leave me. Ever. But I knew she had to.

"Good bye, Lea." "Good bye, Dylan." I said back to her as she walked to the entrance. I stayed to cry. That was my cue to leave. I turn my head back once more and saw her wave to me. I gave a small smiled and walked away.

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Ok so I think is going very well. I mean idk. But thanks to the people who have voted and commented on my story. It means a lot to me. Thanks❤️❤️
--aj

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