Finding You(on hold)

On the Run

Melody

What do you say when this happens? What do you do? Most people would tell me "It's going to be alright", "Just give it time", "You deserved better anyway", even " You should have at least let him talk, you don't know the whole story".

"Well I saw what I saw and ran. If he wasn't going to chance after me, he won't. If he will, he won't find me." I said aloud to myself after I stepped into the Knoxville airport. I didn't have many bags, just the one I had brought with Collin. Luckily I had too many things of my own to share a suitcase with Collin. Even with my small amount of baggage it still took forever to get through security. I was constantly looking at my ticket to remind myself what I'm doing. Getting away, that's what I'm doing. I need a new start a completely new beginning. Maybe I should change my name, my number, my looks. No that's too far. But my number and address will definitely be changing. Maybe I could still change my look...

I have always wanted to be blonde. No, I'm too pale for that. Redhead? It did run in my family.Nah maybe I should try ombré. That'd look cool.

"Do you remember we were sitting there by the water

You out your arm around me...for the first time..."

My Taylor swift ringtone told me someone was trying to call. Collin. I pressed ignore.

"Running from a boy,I see?" A woman's voice said behind me in line.

"That obvious?" I turned to her.

"Maybe not to others but I've got a similar story.So I see it easily."

"Well at least we understand each other actions." I told her with a smile, being glad I wasn't alone in thinking getting on a plane was a good idea.

"I'm Marissa," she gave her hand out.

"Melody," I returned the gesture, taking my slightly sweaty palm off my suitcase handle.

"Nervous palms, we all get them." We laughed.

"He sure did," I really need to stop thinning about him.

"I'd ask for the story for entertainment, but it looks like you're next." She told me.

"Oh thanks, and good luck out there."

"You too, you'll need it." She smiled at me.

I gave her a wave and stepped forward. The guard took my smaller-than-others'-bag and asked me to empty my pockets of anything medal and electronic. Handing my phone, keys, and purse over, I watched them be placed in the plastic bin before taking my shoes off. I handed them over as well before I stepped through the machine. The security guard had eyes just like Collin, and hair color just like mine. It almost had me wondering if Collin and I's kids would be like that, but the ringtone going off again changed my mind.

I need to change it, I told myself as I grabbed my things and slipped back into my Vans.

I looked at my ticket once again, gate 7A. Only five gates from me, not a long walk but I still had an hour to get to the plane. I should get a book or something for my flight. I rolled my carry on bag over to a small airline store that had a few books in the front. They even have a Starbucks inside the small store. Running away will be easier with this.

After about 20 minutes of drinking my coffee I tossed my cup into the trash and paid for my small book. Having read the back, I've found this book will be perfect for me. The main character,much like me actually, was running from her abusive husband and was moving to peruse her dream of writing.

Maybe this is my chance to become a famous musician. I wrote my own music everyday. Yes, I would have to get a new guitar and drum set wherever I went but that wouldn't be as bad. If it wasn't for that my first guitar was with Collin now. Maybe he would give it back to my dad, he did know it was my dad's until he gave it to me when I was 11. If he did I could just get in contact with my dad and have him send it to me. But should I trust an airline with a family air loom? Well I was trusting them with my luggage now. Besides my small carry-on.

My thoughts were interrupted when an announcement was made for my flight. I quickly made my way to the gate and stood in the now fast moving line. It was my turn to step through the rotator after about 4 more people. Did I really need to do this? I've never been to LA? Let alone further than Texas. I took two steps forward as the line moved up. Maybe I should see Collin, maybe the thoughts were right and I needed to hear what he has to say. But what if there is nothing to say. I took another step, 3 people ahead of me now. Maybe going to California was a little too far. Maybe it was my chance. The line moved again, more steps forward. A couple in front of me kissed on the lips. That could be me and Collin.

No. He doesn't deserve me. And he would be holding me back of getting anywhere with my music career. He had one year of collage left before going to law school. That costs so much money that neither of us had. I would get a job to help him. Not a job to in music, where I can work myself up the ladder. Some stupid office job I'd hate. Probably not even that. I'd be waiting tables forever. The couple went through the rotator. I handed my ticket to lady at the small machine.

"Right through those doors, Ms."

"Thank you," she said handing me my ticket back.

Next stop, Las Angeles, California.

~Author's note~

Wow, this is a short chapter. But I only wanted you to see where Melody is going, and what was going through her head. The next chapter will have more about Collin, Natalie, and of course the little flyer, Melody. I hope you have enjoyed this so far.I love you all for reading.! Thanks for reading!! Comment if you like!