Just A Holiday Romance? || Corbyn Besson

2.5

I haven't left my bed for a week. Everything had gotten to me. I was so emotional and I was constantly just bursting out into tears.

I've decided I should probably leave my bed today though and get some fresh air. I have a quick shower and throw on my high waisted jeans, the jumper Corbyn gave me when had the picnic and my black vans. Yes, I still have the jumper that Corbyn gave me. No, I will not wash it or get rid of it. However, it does bring back all the memories.

Even though everything has happened, I do still miss Corbyn. I really want to speak to him but I cant. He wont talk to me again. Alice replied to mum and said she will do the catering for the party so we're going back to New York in a few weeks and I'm really not looking forward to it.

"Good morning Sky. Are you going somewhere?" Dad says as I enter the kitchen. "Yeah, I'm gonna head down to the beach for a few hours so I can get some fresh air." I tell him. "Is that okay?" I continue.

"Of course it is. When will you be back?" He asks. "Before lunch hopefully." I answer. He nods his head as I grab my camera and head out the door.

I've been sat at the beach for about an hour and all I've done is think. About everything. That's the best thing about the beach. Its so calming that I can think so much and not get worked up over it. Its quite cold at the beach but not freezing. The beach was completely empty apart from a man walking his dog. I hear I whistle in the distance snapping me out of my thoughts. Maybe someone's lost their dog. I stand up and look round but its completely empty now. There's no one here.

From the corner of my eye I spot a something on the railings. A teddy. It looks familiar. No. It cant be. I start walking closer to it. The closer I get the more I realize that it is. It's the exact teddy that Corbyn bought me when we were in Brooklyn. But how? I left it in America with Bella.

This is cant be happening. Maybe I'm still asleep and this is all just a dream. Well, a nightmare. Or I'm hallucinating. Either way, I need this to stop before I go crashing down like the waves of the sea. 

I grab the bear and pull it close to me. It smells just like him. No, This cant be happening.

"Hey Skylar."

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written 1st October 2018