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My Last Night

Hi! I just wanted to take some time to thank each and everyone of you reading this story. I'm not very experienced when it comes to being an author, but when you have people read your works and give you feedback it really helps. It seems like just yesterday I was writing the introduction to this story :D so keep reading, commenting, following, and voting!

P.S this chapter will make you want to eat! im really hungry right now too.

yrs,

Katie :) 

A warm delicious pancake sat in front of me and a huge coffeecake muffin sat in front of Jay with white icing dripping and flowing down the side of it. My mouth watered like crazy then the waitress spoke.

"Enjoy and if you need anything else let me know!" She pranced over to a table across the room.

Jay and I dug in to the warm breakfasty goodness. We both took bites of our food and looked at each other and smiled as recognition that the food was uber-delicious.

We both finished our meals and paid. I looked at an old fashioned clock and it was almost 1:00 in the afternoon. I used to wake up around now before my parents died and when I was off from school As we walked out the door, Jay told me he thought it was extremely delicious and that we should go there again tomorrow morning. I didn't respond though, because there was no tomorrow that we could do this. I was going to Florida tomorrow morning at 8:00.

We walked around the street and as always, loads and loads of people and traffic were going everywhere. As we approached the car I told him that I had to leave for the airport at 7:00 in the morning. Oh, what fun.

"Oh yeah. Sorry, I'm just used to you being here." He looked even more hurt then when I first told him.

"Well, we can do it again when I visit. Okay?"

"Okay." We both got in and didn't say a word to each for the whole car ride back to my house. When we finally got to my house I told Jay that if he wanted to tomorrow he could take me to the airport. He nodded right away.

"Yeah. I want to see you as much as I can." I smiled at him and leaned over to kiss him goodbye.

"I'll be ready at 7:00 A.M. If you aren't here then, I will walk to your house with all of my stuff. I really don't want to do that though, so be here!" He shook his head. I told him bye again.

I tredged upstairs not wanting to see the huge clutter in my room. I basically packed up my whole entire room in 4 hours.

My walls still a lilac purple. My dresser was finally bare with no pictures stuck around the mirror or jewelry scattered around the wooden top. My butterfly chair had some clothes in it, but other than that some of my stuff was in my car to give to charity and the other half of my stuff was packed up.

I plopped down on my bed with a Diet Mountain Dew. It was almost 5:15 in the evening and I was sort of hungry. Don't get me wrong though, the fluffly pancake did fill me up earlier.

I went outside and unlocked my car. I had already thrown all of the food out of the fridge, since I was leaving tomorrow. I didn't have anything to eat. Cue the madness and chaos.

I drove to the Five Guys Burgers and Fries close to The Museum of Modern Art and Carnegie Hall. Like every other place in New York City, It was packed with people sitting around and others in the long line. The smell of juicy burgers wafted through my nose. I was about to pick up a couple fries that were on the grimy floor. 

I finally ordered and got my meal. I ran to my car parallel parked on the side of the street. Dozens of lights were lined up on the sides and mobs of people walked everywhere. Typical evening in NYC.

I opened the paper bag and bam my food was gone in 10 minutes. I started up my car and drove as the sun set. This is my last night in New York. My "forever" home. THe only place I've ever known. I'm sure there's no sky scrapers or loads of office buildings where I'm going tomorrow in Florida. My life is going to change. There's no Jay or Aimee, Five Guys, or a Muffin Else Matters Muffinery. 

I slammed my car door in the driveway of my house. I don't want to leave. I need to stay. 

I'm alone though I guess. What choice do I actually have? I'm finally mentally stable and have a normal cerebral cortex. Whatever that is. I have to go though. 

I went to bed on my matress with nothing on it. I grabbed a big brown blanket that I threw over me. I set an alarm on my phone so I didn't sleep in tomorrow. I had to get up pretty early the next morning so I could be at the airport a little before 8:00 in the morning with Jay. I looked out my bedroom window and saw the man in the moon in the moon. It seemed as though he was watching me wondering what crazy thing would happen in my life next. I'm wondering the same thing of course. 

It's my last night sleeping in my bed. It's my last night being at my house. It's my last night in NYC.