2000 miles

Chapter 8

I like it when Arden talks about him. It's like he's still a real person. I know he is but ever since he left, it's like he's not. Like he is just a character in a book I got obsessed with as a child. And i finished the series but still talk about him. But when Arden sends pictures and tells me what he says when he calls her, he's still here, he's somewhere in this stupid world and I still have the chance to talk to him.

Arden told me yesterday that he called her and he asked about me. He really does care. She said "He's got a while there then Therapy and he doesn't know when he's coming home or if he's gonna live here anymore. He asked if anyone talked to you or anything and then he cried and I felt really bad."

"What do you mean "talked to you"?" I asked.

"Like if you talked to someone from around here or anything like that cuz like everyone follows you on Instagram" she responded.

"What'd you say?"

"That Allison izzy and I have and he asked about you and stuff"

"He told me to tell you something though"

"What?" my nerves tensed

"He said that he doesn't want you to wait for him. And that you'll do better without him. And he's sorry for leaving you and hurting you. And that he'll never forget you and he will always love you."

He couldn't be more wrong, because honestly, I can't live without him. I'm really not trying to brag but there is a few boys that do like me and I can't help not comparing everything they do to Everett. Everett is perfect to me. At least for me. Because we clicked so quickly and so naturally. Like the Greeks said, there once were humans with two heads, four arms, and four legs. But the gods grew scared that these beings would become too powerful so they split them into two so that those humans would spend the rest of their life trying to find their other half. It's like Everett is my whole. My other half, the person people at the age of 50 are trying to still find and I'm 13. God saved me the time, but he had to throw in the distance between us.