Take Me to the Stars

Chapter 3

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I ran to my bed, curled up in a ball, and started crying. So this is it. After every thing, I’ll never be able to see him again.Then I laughed at my self, who am I kidding? Its been two years. He's probably forgotten about me, just shoved me out of his mind. He's probably out dancing with his new Sri-Lanken girlfriend that he sees every day and gives her kisses on the cheek while holding her close. Just like it used to be with me. After all we've been through. After sharing a smoothie and sitting on the beach and letting me cry on his shoulder and sending letters to each other and saying we miss each other and......

Someone knocked on my door.

“Go away.” I said. I was just to exhausted and depressed to talk to anybody . Whoever was at the door came in anyway, and I buried my face in my pillows so whoever is was couldn't see the tears.

The person in the doorway chuckled softly “Are you sure you don't need some brotherly love? 'Cuz it sure looks like it.” said a familiar voice. I looked up.

“Oh, hi Caleb.” I said sheepishly.

“Hey Lindsey. Are you okay?” Caleb said calmly as he crossed the room and sat next to me on my bed.

“No, not really.” I said.

“Do you want a hug?” he wrapped his arms around me without waiting for me to reply.

“Thanks.” I whispered as I breathed in the smell of his shirt. For a while, we just sat their in silence. Caleb holding me and comforting me, rubbing my back and telling me it was all gonna be alright.

“You know Lindsey, that plane crash.... it really changed the whole family. Like, mom is super protective now. Even more than she already was. Dad is even more strict, wont let us go anywhere without adult supervision. Me and Derrick, well, we've learned to take a lot of things more seriously.”

I managed a laugh. “You two are more mature, that's for sure.”

Caleb laughed too. “Like I said, It made every one see the world differently. It made everyone learn to fear things and take things more seriously.” Then he pulled away, grabbed my shoulders, and looked me straight in the eyes. “Everyone except you.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, pretty confused.

“Lindsey, your the only one in this family that doesn't really.... fear things more than you used to. Everyone else does.” He took a deep breath. “I know you loved that boy, but sometimes we just need to let some things go.”

I turned and looked at the floor. “I just.... want to see him again. In person.” I said quietly, almost to myself.

“I know Lindsey, and I'm sorry.” Caleb said with sympathy. He leaned over and kissed my forehead. “Just try to get some sleep, I’ll see you tomorrow okay?” Then he stood up and walked to the door. Just before he left, he turned around and said, “You know, I heard this saying once. I goes, If you love something, let it go. If it comes back, then it's yours. If it doesn't come back, then it was never yours to begin with.” He winked, “Good night” ,then slipped out of the room.

“Good night” I whispered even though I knew he could not hear me. I got up and looked in the mirror at my self. The crying had stopped, now all that was left was a sorry mess with smeared mascara and a broken heart. I quickly slipped on my pajamas, wiped my eyes, and went straight to bed. As I lay awake, those words Caleb said still rang in my ears. “If you love something, let it go.” I propped myself up on my elbow and looked at the picture of Rico I had laying on my dresser.

“I'm not ready. I don't want to let you go.” I whispered to the picture. Then I got up and tiptoed to the window. Ever so carefully, I opened it so that there was enough room to stick my head out. I winced as the old hinges creaked, hoping that no one could hear it. The crisp fall air was cold against my bare skin. Then, I whispered to the clear night sky,

“I promise Rico, I promise I wont let you go.” I said to the stars, imagining that the wind would carry my voice all the way across the sea to where Rico lay sleeping. Hoping that he would not let me go as long as I held on to him. I shut my window and crawled back into my warm covers. As I shut my eyes, I prayed that I would dream of me and Rico. Rico and I, flying through that stars as if nothing else mattered. As if we were the only ones in the world.

Together.