Closure

Ch.7

     Late spring nights. My favorite. The sunsets are magical with the hues of orange that it conveys out of the marine layer. I was on my way to an old friends orchestra concert, she just so happened to go to the same school as Brady so I was hoping not to see him once again. 

     'Pine Shore High School, Home of the Ospreys' I read as my dad and I drove onto campus. I was nervous. But also ready. On my keychain I had an old ring from when Brady and I were together. It was a promise ring. I knew I was gonna spend my future with him, but not anymore. I was ready to throw it off and into the canyon where him and I shared our fondest memory of watching one of the beautiful sunsets during late winter. I was ready to let go tonight. I wanted to forget it all. 

     "Ready?" my dad asked. I was glad that he was staying in town for so long, I needed that time to clear things up with him.

     "Yeah. I'm ready." I said nervously as my palms were sweaty and sticky.

     "Don't worry, you look great and I'm sure all your old friends will be happy to see you. If you run into Brady by chance, keep your head high and stay confident." My dad told me with a smile. I hugged my dad then exited the car.

     I walked into the campus and all I could focus on was the clickity-clack of my heels hitting the concrete. I was so nervous and my heart dropped to my stomach. So many memories that I wish I didn't have or that I wish I had forgotten. I walked into the auditorium and I saw all my friends seated with their instruments. I leaned against a wall as I listened to their melodies. 

     I was near the door as the light was hitting my body, suddenly that light was interrupted. I looked over and I saw him. Brady. The missing link. The Bigfoot that only one conspirator was trying to find. He disregarded me, acting as if he didn't see me. I kicked him lightly on the leg.

     "Hey, stranger." I said with a fake smile.

     He looked shocked, "What?" Brady said. 

     "What brings you here tonight?" I said trying to maintain positivity.

     "W-well you know. My friends- so yeah." He then turned around and exited the building. 

     I was the salt in that boys almost recovered wound. The way he acted was unreasonable, and he's the one who had no problem leaving me broken. I tried to let it go and continued watching my friends play.

     The Beauty and the Beast number came on and it sounded completely amazing and beautiful. I looked over and saw Brady seated, I knew it was the time. I walked out of the building and headed over to the canyon of whimsical memories. As soon as I reached the area I looked at the sun and smiled. I pulled the ring off my key ring and flicked it into the canyon where it would be lost forever. I had tilt my head up and proceeded to walk proudly back to the auditorium. One less weight off of my heart.

     The concert soon ended and I said bye to all my friends and I got to catch up with them a little bit before I left to get picked up. I walked over and started to wait at the curb for my dad. I looked to the right of me and saw Brady walking my way, his head was tilted down as his eyes were glued to his phone. He then just walked less than three feet in front of me, acting like I didn't exist. I snapped.

     "So, what? You're just gonna act like I don't exist anymore?" I said with sass in my voice. I was about to be a firecracker that he's never seen on the Fourth of July.

     "Oh, sorry I didn't see you there." He said with a brief hint of sarcasm in his voice.

     "Whatever. I know you don't want to talk to me anyways." I said, I was over all of his bullshit. I tried time after time to have a mature conversation with him that he never wanted to have.

     "No, no. I'm sorry I was a dick earlier. I was with my friends." He said making up excuses.

    "It's fine." I said, I was about to say something that he actually had to hear this time because he couldn't just block me like he did on his phone, "Look, I know you blocked me on Instagram and probably every other social media network or any form of social contact but I just want you to know something. I am not desperate to get back with you. I am completely over you. Problem is, I'm not over what happened between us. Okay? You left me high and dry without an explanation. I was completely and utterly in love and infatuated with you and out of the blue, you left me."

     "I was really busy." He said nervously.

     "I don't expect to shake answers out of you because you tend to run away from your issues. So any excuse you have just don't even waste a breath saying it. I'm also not here to tell you to unblock me on anything, thats your life and your decisions. Not mine. So any excuse that you are making up in telling me, just save it. I'm done with all the bullshit. I've wanted to have a real and mature conversation with you but you chose to be completely cold hearted about it because it was a mutual situation. Not one sided. It's unfortunate that you didn't value my feelings as much as I valued yours." I said with disappointment. He looked at me with embarrassment, I could tell he saw the hurt in my eyes. I'm glad he did. He deserved to see and feel my pain through words and expression. How dare he hurt me like that. He always talked about how perfect he thought I was so why would he be so cruel to hurt his perspective of perfect?

      My dad had showed up and I said goodbye and got into the car. I was proud for what I had said. I just hope it got through his thick skull. 

     "Was that Brady?" My dad asked.

     "Yeah. He was a dick." I said numbly.

     "Why?" My dad asked confused.

     "I dunno. That's probably why he has a tiny dick. Three fourths of it went into his personality." I said back. I knew it was a funny joke but I was too zoned out to laugh. 

     My dad smirked as a chuckle left his lips. "Hey, I have to take you home." My dad told me as he looked at me with a serious expression. " Your uncle Anthony went to rehab and your mom wants you home. He's going to be there for 72 hours."

     My stepdad greeted me at the door and asked me about my day. He's been more open with me, we're growing a better relationship now that I'm older. I see a lot of things from his perspective which makes our situation better. I went to my room and passed out. I felt at ease and I was proud of how my night turned out.