An upload? WHAT! WOOHHOOO! Ha so I’m soooo sorry this has taken forever. Some issues stood in the way, such as writers block, laziness, etc.
Anywho, a picture of Nicole to the right ------>
Anyways, Enjoy!!!! J
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Chapter 9
Silence.
Awkwardness.
And more silence.
The silence was killing me but I was way too stubborn to end it.
I’m angry.
Angry at him for leaving me in this hell hole again.
Angry at him for letting me face it alone.
Angry at myself for being angry.
Angry at myself for ending our time like this.
Andrew had tried to break the silence but given up eventually.
My barrier of pride crushed all hope.
Everything about him seemed enhanced by these moments.
His sweet sickening smell swirled around the car making me lightheaded.
His dark eyes bored into my head every time he looked in my direction.
His perfectly gelled hair glistened in the sun.
The sun hit his tanned skin perfectly, giving it a glow.
Everything at the moment was screaming for me to forgive him.
Yelling for me to reach out to him.
My grip loosened the steering wheel.
Did I have a right to be mad?
Of course he had to leave.
But he could visit more often.
He could do hell of a lot more than he has been.
I quickly tightened my grip once more and sped to the airport.
I waited patiently for his plane to arrive. I felt more sick as the time neared.
I don’t want him to leave.
That’s why I’m angry.
‘Just tell him, say sorry!’ A little voice shouted in the back of my head.
“Mikayla?”
Snapping back to reality I shot up eyes to look at him with a questioning look.
“I have to go.” His voice killed me. The sweet, deep tone of it made my legs weak.
It was too late.
My time had run out.
I swiftly nodded my head and reached up for a hug.
His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me in as close as he could. My body against his felt right. He brushed his lips against my forehead and then let go.
He gave me a small smile then turned to walk away.
Immediately I regretted not swallowing my pride.
I itched to call out to him but I couldn’t find my voice.
I turned on my heal and left.
Left this world behind and headed to the other one I lived in.
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