Sequel to My Stepdad's Best Friend
I saw you today, and let me tell you. It hurt. It hurt so much, seeing you with her. A smile clear on your face. She must have been the piece you needed, because I wasn't. It's been awhile, and I'm still stuck on y...
Ever since Athena told me that she wanted a break to breathe, I have been dying here. My heart is so fucking broken. I decide that maybe I should take a vacation back in California, to meet up with some old buddies of mine.
I know they could help me get my mind off of this shit. This will be a long month. I pack my suitcase and take an Uber to the airport. When I board the plane, it's like all of my worries were lifted away for awhile.
Maybe leaving the country for a bit will help me get this heartbreak forgotten, and one step closer to spending the time with my girl.
I don't even know if she's my girl anymore. Tears run down my face as we begin taking off. It's time for a new start and right now, this is the best way. I will see you in a month babygirl.
-Athena's POV-
"Alright I'm ready." I say to everyone. They nod and we all get into the Uber's provided to us. I am stuck sitting with Aphro and Harvey. That was the worst fucking shit ever. They couldn't keep their hands or mouths off of each other for two fucking minutes. And it pissed me off greatly.
I was about to fucking lose my shit, when the car came to a stop. "We're here folks." The driver says. Harvey and Aphro finally pull away from each other, getting out of the car. I follow suit, just wanting to board the private plane of Uncle Blair's and get the holy fuck out of here.
We all walked around the airport, finding a private hangar. We step in, and there sits the jet. I gulp, but follow the pilot onto the jet. Others following suit. He puts our luggage away for us. I choose to hide away in the private luxury room in the back.
I do this because I am the only single one, and I can't take all the lovey dovey shit right now. I have a HUGE feeling that I will be fending for myself on this vacation. Aphrodite and myself aren't even old enough to drink in the US.
But they will all find a way to get alcohol. Our parents and Harvey and my uncles well they can all drink in the US.
As I am laying down I hear someone's footsteps at the door of the room. "I don't know who's standing there, and right now I don't want to. What I do know, is that will you please just give me a little space. Wake me when we arrive. Things are just so hard right now, and I need some time to think." I say.
"Let me talk to you first." I hear Rye say. I turn over, looking up at him.
"What for Rye?" I ask curious now. He sits down in the chair next to the bed.
"I want to apologize for ever hurting you. I know about your recent breakdown and I feel really bad about it. I want to still be your friend. I want to be your shoulder like I was when Andy left. Please. I don't want to lose you." He says. I look at him with soft eyes.
"You'll always be my friend, Rye. We both knew that we were just rebounds for each other." I say. He nods, then stands up to exit the room.
-6 hours later-
"Hey kiddo. It's time to wake up. You've been asleep for about six hours now. We have five left to go, but I want you to eat something." I hear my mom say. I open my eyes, my mom is standing there smiling down at me with a plate of food. I sit up, then she hands me the plate.
"Thanks mom. Wake me back up when we are about to land. I'm exhausted. I need the sleep." I tell her. She nods stepping out. I eat up my food, and set the plate on the table next to the chair. I crawl back into the bed, closing my eyes.
-Andy's POV-
I step off the plane, the warm California sun hitting my face, the wind catching my hair, and the saltiness of the sea filling my nostrils, relief and carefree washing over me. I breathe it in, closing my eyes, to feel it more.
A weight is automatically lifted from my shoulder's, everything disappearing, as things feel...Lighter.
"This is gonna be a good week. I can feel it." I say to myself, grabbing the keys to my rental car. I get in, instantly having the GPS take me to the hotel. I arrive at the hotel, instantly checking into my room, ready to relax.
I put my bag down, collapsing onto the bed. I relax into the foamy like mattress finding some comfort. Soon I hear a few voices pass by, but I'm so tired I didn't realize they were voices I knew.
I decide to drift off, I'll go out later.
-Athena's POV-
"This is such a beautiful hotel dad. Wow!" I say getting really excited. He just laughs.
"Yes sweets. And you have your own suite since you know, you're single.." He says mumbling the last part, trying not to be a dick.
"I know dad. It's okay. Thank you." I smile at him.
He hands me my key then takes off with mom to his room. I wander around looking for my room when I bump into someone knocking me down.
"Oh shit sorry." He says in an American accent. Southern to be exact. I rub my head as I look up and see a super gorgeous boy, with pale skin, and spiked brown hair with a bandana wrapped around his head.
I giggle, and take his hand as he helps me up. "Sorry. I'm Taylor. Are you okay?"
"I'm Athena. Yes, I'm fine babe." I smile.
"British girl mmm that's kind of hot." He winks. I giggle again.
"Well, I will see you around Taylor. I have to go meet up with my family, See you 'round mate." I say entering my giant suite room. Holy fuck balls bro.
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The hotel room ^^
I put my clothes away quickly, then change into some shorts and a tank top seeing its hot as hell here. I lock my door, then climb into my bed. Feeling very frustrated, needing Andy to fuck, but he's all the way back in England.
I sigh wishing I had someone close to fuck, you see, I've been so stressed, that sex just fucking sounds amazing.
I roll my eyes at the way I felt, wishing that it would go away for awhile. I close my eyes, drifting off to a deep sleep.
