"sometimes being free means choosing to stay."
Haley Sloane Wilder is ready to leave her hometown the moment her bank account strikes the right digits.
With a year left to reach her goal, Haley is barely hanging on as she struggles to live in this...
"What in the world are you doing here?" I frowned, my voice hard.
Lucas pushed himself right off the wall he was leaning on and advanced fast towards me. I took a quick, cautious step back. He flinched at that instinctual move.
"I wanted to talk," he started.
"I don't recall us having anything to talk about."
"Look Haley, I messed up, I really did. I shouldn't ever have let you go."
"You didn't. We ended because we sucked. That's all." I said, with firmness that surprised the both of us. Done with the conversation, I started walking away.
"Haley, please. I know I was a dick. I've hurt you so much. And that was the biggest mistake ever-"
I froze just a few steps away and took a deep breath. My chest started hurting as the memories started hurling themselves back to me. Despite that, it hurt to hear him sound so sorry.
~ 1 year 6 months ago.
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Lucas: I'm really bored hey r u there?
Haley: yea, give me a min i'm with my dad
can't it wait?? hello??? am i not imps anymore??
???? what are u talking about of course u are!!
sure doesn't feel like it. u're not replying again.
luke, pls. my dad's having a hard time, i can't talk right now.
now you're mad at me? hey. are you ignoring me???? you know what, i'm done. i'm never your priority anymore.
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My heart stopped the moment I checked my phone to see the last texts from Lucas. I definitely messed up again. My heart ran quickly and I paced around my room thinking of the right thing to say next.
I'm screwed, I'm screwed, I'm screwed. My head was spinning. What have I done?? I shouldn't have left my phone in my room. Or I should have at least came back sooner. My breaths quickened and hot tears threatened to spill. It's our fifth fight since three days back.
