Chapter 34: Is This Goodbye?

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Chapter 34: (Cassie's POV)

*5 Days Later*

Time seems to flys by and before I know it, it is the day Liz and Ashton are leaving. The thought saddens me and I beg them not to leave. I mended some ties with Liz, so at least she'll now talk to me. Anyway, that doesn't matter!What happened happened so big deal! As the seconds pass by the thought eats away at me. My two best friends are leaving! They aren't taking me with them. I'm stuck here in dreary London, while they get to enjoy the bright California. I don't understand why this bothers me so much, but it does. I try to spend as much time with them as possible, but they keep shunting me aside. They seem more interested in what's waiting for them at home than what's in front of them. I feel lost and disoriented. It's as if I don't matter any more to them. And no matter how much I try to impress, it never works. All I get is more silence.

Sitting in the lounge by myself, I take it into concern that they may not like me anymore... But what did I do? Did my new obsession, or friends upset them. Have they replaced me with someone better? As I pace back and forth, someone walks into the room. My eyes are covered and the person chuckles. "Guess who?" they laugh. I pull off the person's large hands and smile. "Hey Phil." Of course it is Phil. He plops down on the couch and pats the spot beside him, beckoning me to sit beside him. I take his offer and sit down. "What's wrong?" he asks, noticing my unusual sadness. But honestly sadness and anger seemed to rule over my life. There are small things that keep me happy though. But two of them are practically shunning me. Not that it matters, but it really gets under my skin for some reason.

Instead of bottling up everything inside as I usually would have, I spill everything to Phil. He listens contently the whole time and in the end he says comforting words. "It's okay, you have us," he whispers in my ear, breathing down on my neck. I scoot away a little bit, putting a small distance between us. I didn't want to get too close right now. The world was collapsing around me. Ok, that's a little over exaggerated, but it wasn't exactly the time to be doing anything romantic. A look of disappointment washes over him and he sighs. I wanted to say I was sorry, but he got up and left to find Dan and Sadie. Well... goodbye I guess. Now I'm left even more confused. Instead of actually doing something about it I laid there, staring at the ceiling. It wasn't until Preston told me it was time to go, that I got up. I met everyone downstairs and we climbed into Preston's car. It didn't take long to get through the airport and one we were there time didn't stop (sadly). Now I stand here waving bye at the edge of security. Then it hit me.

It was on this day that I realized somethings aren't forever. Like friends. Normally, I would have been waving goodbye to my brother and his what I would have called 'dorky friends' and then getting on the plane to go back to my life by the beach. But now I stand here waving goodbye to what I once called my sisters. But in this moment I've realized, this is most likely the last time I'll see these girls. I'm practically waving goodbye forever. Now you'd think life would be over, but it really isn't. Liz and I never truly made up and she doesn't seem to need me any more. She has JC and her college friends to keep her occupied. I'm pretty much just an excuse to get away. Then for Ashton, she's got friends and Connor. Ashton will remember me, but now thinking about it, I'll become a past memory. This makes me see that not all friends are forever. Almost all of them fall apart eventually. I guess this was it.. The final goodbye, right? No. Definitely not. We'll still make YouTube videos for our channel Our 3rd World, but we just won't be as close as before. What used to be my sisters are now mere acquaintances. But that's okay because I've found my new forever. Right here next to me. My new best friends, sister, brothers, or what ever you want to call them. Here they stand by my side.

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