Reality Over Expectation

Breaking Point

Breaking Point

I ran outside of the crabshack and into the parking lot, crying the entire way. I received some harsh looks, mainly from men, which added to my emotional breakdown. I was filled with such dysphoria that I couldn't even think straight, nor could I find Blue's car. Thoughts and emotions raced through my brain, as I fell to the ground in agony. Why me? Why me? So much stress is already in my life, and seeing that just added onto it. Why did it have to be my father too? Why did he have to fall into the bag of tools that seemed to be haunting me wherever I go. First Corey's gamed, CJ turning out to be an ever bigger douchebag and now I find my dad being a deceitful bastard.

"Come here, Felicity, lets get you home." Blue said while picking me up. I could barely stand, I felt so weak all over, but Blue managed to walk me to his car and put me in the passenger seat. "Tell me your address and we will be to your house as fast as I can."

***

"According to the address you gave me, this is your place."

"Yeah, it is." I said meekly, while staring out the window.

Blue let out a big sigh. "I hate to do this to you, but I really have to go. Here is my number. Remember, I will always be there to help my fellow brothers and sisters. Now stay strong Felicity, this is only a test." Blue said while giving me a hug, he got out the car and opened up my door. He put his arm around my waist, and walked me to the front door. Blue then gave me another hug and made his way back to his car. I wasn't crying anymore, but I was still hurting. As I was about to open the door, something came to me. 'What am I supposed to tell my mother?' I thought. I couldn't, I couldn't tell my mother. Not until I was ready. I then opened the door, and with all the strength I had, darted to my room. Since most of my clothes were still in my suitcase, packing would be easy, I zipped it up as fast as I could. I then hurried to the kitchen, and frantically searched for a piece of paper and a pen. When I found what I was looking for I furiously wrote a note on the fridge.

"Mom, sorry I had to cut my trip short. I don't know if you noticed but CJ and I had a late night out, but things didn't end well. So I decided I had to leave, I know you thought you were doing the right thing, and in your heart you were, but it isn't your fault. CJ has some internal issues that you and I cannot change. Either way, remember I absolutely love you. And because I didn't see Dad, ask him about a Heather Smith, will ya? We both know her, I meant to meet her but like I said-- things got cut short because of CJ. Like I said mommy, I love you."

I put the note on the fridge. And then just darted out of the house, but to immediately stop myself. I have no car at all, what am I supposed to do? I walked to the corner of the street, and made my way to the nearest, well anything.

After 20 minutes of walking I spotted a park and found a bench to sit down. I contemplated what I should do, I would've called Renee, but no telling if she was back in Florida. But I had another option, a person I knew I could call no matter the situation and no matter if we were in good standing or not. I had to call Corey. I dialed his number and put the phone to my ear. The phone rang quite a few times, but he finally answered.

"Hey." He said.

"I am so glad you answered." I exclaimed.

"Well I figured you wouldn't call unless it was something important." He said blandly.

I sighed. "Listen, I know you're still mad but I need a friend right now. Someone who told me they would be right there-- no matter what."

"What happened Bianca?" His tone changed from indifference to compassionate.

"For one, CJ and I broke up again, for good. But thats not even the worst--" I stopped, I couldn't breathe right.

"Bianca, tell me what's happened?" His voiced contained a sense of urgency, I knew her cared.

I started to sob again, gasping between breaths. "My dad, he, he." I couldn't even finish the sentence, I was still grief stricken. I held onto the necklace Spirit gave me to try and regain my composure, but this pain was too grand.

"Bianca, what's wrong, is your dad okay?"

"Yeah he is fine, I just need you right now Corey, you are the only person I can talk to."

"I'll be there right away."

I let out a little laugh. "Whaddya mean? Its a 4 hour drive."

"I never left Coral Gables, I had a hunch CJ would screw up. But where are you? Your parents place?"

"No, at the park about 20 minutes from my house."

"Good."

"Why is that?"

Then the call ended. I started to bawl again. Was this a sick way of getting back at me? I don't understand why men could be so cruel. Just then I heard footsteps, and saw a pair of feet in front of me. I looked up to see the most handsome face in the world. "A pretty girl like you shouldn't be crying all alone. Now come on, lets get you back to Orlando, okay?"

Corey then lifted me up and cradled me in his arms, while rolling my suitcase behind him. I got comfortable, and started to nuzzle my head into his chest. Despite whatever we went through, Corey always seemed to be there, and that was what made him amazing. I never wanted him to put me down, I felt so safe and his strong, tattooed arms. "Don't ever let me go." I whispered.

"I promise, I never will princess." he said while kissing my forehead.