Prologue.

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"Promise me something."

"Can I promises you later? I have to catch my bus. I'll call you as soon as I get there. And I'll most likely be back in a couple days."

"No you have to promise me now."

"What than?"

"Never let go."

"I promises."

"I love you"

"I love you too. I always will."

That was the last time I saw him. His smile. His ocean coloured blueish green eyes. His short blond hair.

That was the last time I heard his laugh. His voice. His deep southern accent i loved so much.

That was the last time I heard him say I love you.

That was the last time I slept with my window open and my door unlocked in my tiny town of Huntington. With one school, one bakery, one book store, one clothing store, one small grocery store, and one Jackson.

But now there was no Jackson.

And there hadn't been for 3 years. Not one.

My Jackson hadn't been seen for 3 years. Or any Jackson for that matter.

He dissapeared.

He never called me that night, and now every second of the day the last time i talked to him ran on replay in my head.

The way he smelt.

His facial expression.

The way his lips felt on mine.

He kissed me as if he knew he would never kiss me again.

No one knew what had happened to my Jackson. My best friend. My lover. My boyfriend.

No one new who had taken him.

No one knew if he was dead or alive.

No one knew if I would survive his disappearance, not even me.

And I almost didn't... I tried not to. Over and over again I tried to kill myself. But every time I would come close something inside me told me that he was still alive. He would come back for me.

Whenever I would end up in the hospital he would be there. Telling me to keep moving forward. Keep living for him.

But when I would wake up he would be gone.

Sometimes I just put my self in the hospital on purpose just to see him again. Even if it was just in my head.

Anything to see him again.

Everyone else has long ago given up. But not me. I know hes still out there.

Somewhere.

He has to be.  

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'Congrads, little sis!" Maria yelled making her way through the small crowd to hug me.

I had just graduated.

I could finally get out of this tiny town where my best and worst memory's are. Either way. I wanted to forget them all.

Go somewhere I can feel safe.

But I knew that wasn't going to happen. The only place I felt safe was in his arms.

I pushed the thought of him aside as Mars tackled me to the ground in a hug. She pulled back when I didn't respond. She looked at me confused before the look I knew so well now flashed across her face.

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