Double Trouble

chapter 38

Grayson POV

Its been an hour and a half since the flight has been delayed and I'm growing even more impatient.

I pace back and forth and wait until they say something. Then I hear the lady over the speaker.

"I'm sorry for the delay but the flight to New Jersey will not depart until 1pm today. " she said and I lost my shit.

1pm!? 10 fucking hours from now!?!?!? I cant wait 10 hours. I need to get to her as soon as possible. And I mean now. I grabbed my backpack and slung it aggressively over my shoulder and walked to the lady at the counter. I slammed my ticket in front of her and she flinched, terrified.

"Whats the next flight out of here near jersey?" I ask frustrated and annoyed. "Uh- um the next flight is to ... new Hampshire.."she confirmed and nodded. "Ill take it.can I exchange my ticket?"i asked and she shook her head. "Goddammit can you just fucking exchange my damn ticket I'm trying to get to my fucking girlfriend!" I yelled and she jumped.

"Please? Please? I need to get to her " I started to cry then and there not giving a single fuck. "Okay." She whispered and my eyes snapped up. I wiped my tears and glanced at her..."What?" I asked confused and she whispered. "Ill just give you the ticket."

I jumped over the counter and gave her a big ass hug, not even knowing her. "Thank you. Thank you so much."  I teared up again. She handed me the ticket and I thanked her again and ran to my gate. It was across the airport and it was leaving in literally like 5 minutes. Shit.

I'm gonna make it. Even if I fucking have to jump on the wings of the plane I'm getting on that fucking flight.

I sprint and sprint and I'm almost there. I check my phone and see it departs in 3 fucking minutes. I can make it

I see the gate and I run To my fullest potential. The last person Gave them there ticket and I quickly made it on time. "Barely made it." The man said and I chuckled. "Have a safe flight." "Thank you."

I breathlessly got on the plane and sat in my seat by the window. Once I get to new Hampshire, i have to take a flight to Jersey, and try to convince her to come back.

I look in the small pocket of my bag and I smile. I take out the object and admire it. I hope she likes it. But I don't know how she would react. I put the item back in my bag and zip it up to make sure it's secure.

I have a long trip. But its worth it.

Misas POV
I tilted the last drops of the liquid down my throat then looked at the bottle. I laughed to myself. I was numbed. To the bone. No heart ache, No pain, No Grayson. Blankness.

I stared at the abyss of darkness before me. The only light was the moonlight shining through window and glistening off the waxed marble counters.

Is this what it has come to? Drinking away my feelings in order for my heart to have the hole sealed...but only for a Short while.

I looked at the bottle, smirked, then brung my arm back and chucked it across the room. It shattered against the wall and all I hear is clinging on the tile. "Fuck you. Fuck me. Fuck everything." I whispered, tears beginning to form in my eyes.

"Fuck you. Fuck me. Fuck everything." I said a bit later. "Fuck you! Fuck me! Fuck everything!"I sobbed and I started walking towards the wall. I saw him,only for a short minute, glaring at me. But as I approached him he disappeared.

I began to punch the wall, not actually knowing what I'm doing. My feet sting and start to hurt and then I realize I'm stepping in glass. I drop to the ground and start to sob. Shards of glass are digging into me but I'm to out of it to notice or even care.

"I'm sorry!...I miss you!!.... I love you!!... Goddammit!?!"I cried into my hands and I leaned my head back against the wall. "Im sorry!" I yelled out and I heard footsteps running down the stairs. "misa?" A voice screamed and the light switched on. "Omg misa?! What did you do!?" My mom started to cry and she kneeled next to me.

" i broke my promise!im sorry!" I kept sobbing and my mom grabbed ahold of Me and I cried into her arms. "Misa? Misa?"my mom cried but I ignored her.

"Grayson I love yo-you!" I kept crying and my heart began to shatter even more. My mom kept holding me and I held onto her. "I left him! I left him!"I screamed and my mom began to cry.

"Its okay. Misa calm down and breath" she tried to calm me down but it didnt work. I wasnt even myself.

She picked up half of the broken bottle and read the label. She threw it on the ground and held me tighter. "Goddammit misa." She hissed but kept holding me.

Soon she rocked me back and forth like i was a child, crying with me, as I was shitfaced drunk sobbing over my boyfriend I left. But after a while the crying stopped, and I was completely still, completely numb, completely out of it.

Then I passed the fuck out with him still on my mind.

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Emotional and drunk.... As said,is never a good mixture.

Don't drink kids.

Peace✌💜