Until I Met The World

Chapter 21

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We haven't been here too long but from the time being, everything's seemed kind of the same around here. Not in a bad way at all, it's just beautiful in a repetitive way. At least I thought it was. The more streets we turn on and the longer I actually pay attention to every single detail, it's not all the same.

One street can be filled up and down with bright flowers and tiny coffee shops and the next is bare with stone streets and various hills you can see in the distance.

I don't think I've ever felt this calm and at peace with myself and the world, ever. My dad was right, it is nice to get away.

Every second spent in Florida, my head felt heavy and in definite need of a break. A break from every heartbeat I took I wished to take back, a break from feeling like shit all the time, a break from the feeling I got when my happiness turned to mush. Drained, worn out. I don't want to admit this to myself but a part of me doesn't want to go back home at all.

Mom hasn't tried to talk to me recently, Ariana has forgotten about me from her life almost completely apart from the random "hey" texts she sends which would be cool if she responded to anything after. Hunters phone was taken away from him as far as I'm aware but I don't think he'd mind if I never came back. That's a bigger, better room for him, anyways. Everyone else will forget about me after a week or two.

The only important person is Bash. If I'm being honest with myself, he matters most to me. I might be feeling better but I'm still terrified of admitting that.

"Park up here," Bash wakes me from my thoughts and I struggle to see where he is planning to park. I spot a building with a sign hanging on a pole in front of the store. It's a restaurant, I believe, at least it looks like it. The sign has a Greek looking name on it and a tiny drawing of an unrecognizable multi-colored dish of food. I'm not that hungry but I'll do whatever Sebastian wants to do, he is the one that planned out this whole trip.

Pulling over and parking is weird because I'm not used to parking on the side of a road directly in front of my destination. Normally, there would be a parking space. But I manage and park anyways, shaking the keys out of the ignition.

Yanking this damn helmet off isn't hard because I've been waiting to do that since the Vespa guy put it on, I hate helmets. I feel trapped and big-headed, literal speaking. I run my hands through my hair in attempt to not look so bad while I look around for Sebastian.

My hand drops from my hair at the same time my heart drops from my chest. I'm more confused than scared as I look around for Sebastian. He just told me to park, where would he go?

He's not behind me or beside my parking and I don't see him driving on the street anywhere. He must've parked somewhere else. There's not much Around so it's not hard to spot him parked on the opposite side of the road, taking his helmet off aggressively while hopping off of the Vespa.

"Why'd you park over here?" I ask him as I walk closer and he smiles.

"Whaaat are you up too?" Is all I can manage to say when I notice the sign behind him. It reads 'Tattoos' and I'm actually shocked. So shocked I'm stopped in my tracks. I don't think of him as a goody or anything but tattoos are so unlike him. Hot as hell, but unlike him.

He grabs my hand and my feet seem to work again as he brings me inside with him before I have the chance to question him in private anymore. I'm not even sure if he is getting a tattoo and I'm not sure if I'm against it or not but I would've rather talked to him about this before he dragged me in here.