I couldn't get his face out of my head, and every time it flashed into my mind, my heart shattered that much more.
Even the sight of him could control me, he had that much of an effect on me.
"Is she awake," Brady's voice brought me back to the present, I let my eyelids crack open. Darkness in it's substance forming around me. "You okay princess," brady asked, leaning forward to get a better glance at me.
I shrugged in response, shivering, I had forgotten that it could get cold outside at night. I pulled the handle, Maine slicing through the once still air. This airport seamed all to fameliar now, I had been to it six months ago. I had walked through these doors with Jason. Years ago, as a child, I had held my mothers hand as we walked through these doors, leaving my whole life behind.
Now we continue the legacy. I pulled my black suitcase behind me, Brady taking two, and my mother grabbing the other one, as we made our way through the sliding door.
My ears were met with loud music and bustling people, rushing to make their way to their respective gates.
"This way," Brady announced, holding the tickets in his hand. We followed suit, my luggage scraping against the gray tiled floor.
"You sure are quiet," my mother asserted, piling things onto the conveyor belt. I placed my phone into the clear buckets, followed by my headphones and wallet. I pealed off my shoes tossing them in after. Glancing, I could tell Brady hated security by the annoyed look on his tanned face. His hair was messy piled atop his head, curling at the edges.
I could tell by the dark circles under the security ladies eyes, that she was tired and wanted to go home. "Shoes off, everyone take your shoes off, and step this way," she ordered in an exhausted voice, directing a group of people through The security check machine. I followed the line stepping through, relieved when the thing did not beep on me.
We all made it through, pulling our shoes back on, continuing the journey to our gate. "Ooooooo, check out these sweet shades," Brady stated, as you don't know you're beautiful by one directions oozed through the speakers.
This song is so overplayed, but it is one that will always be stuck in you're head. My mom nodded, walking with him into the store, "I could use some new sunglasses," she declared, looking at some silver ones that sat on a shelf, a triple digit price etched on the tag.
Twenty minutes later, we sat, waiting for the plane, I realized at that moment, this was the exact date I had been sitting in before, when Jason had come to pick me up. I stared out the window. The rain had slowed, the sky clear once again.
Maybe when I went back to California, my life would be clear once again.
I pulled my knees up to my chest, resting my chin on my hands, tiredness overtaking me.
His face was the last thing that popped into my head, right before I drifted off to sleep.
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Austin's POV
I didn't come home that night, I had sent out a text to my father pulling out of the yard once again, the moon hanging high in the sky.
Glancing at the clock, I read the time, 10:15 pm. Stars had just began to dot the sky, twinkling, in a way that tortured me to the skin and bone. I flipped the radio on, shuffling through the stations craving to find a song that would rid my mind of her
Her
Brianna
She had come crashing into my life, and disappeared just as fast, I had wanted her to go, this day changed everything. She did not deserve to be here, I could never look into those eyes and feel the same. She was a liar, a fake, and I was glad to see her go!
If I was so relieved to see her vanish, wby did it hurt so much???
Barreling down the street on my broken Down beautiful fixture of a truck, I swerved around the corner, the still as glass water forming on the edge of my sight.
My mothers grave wasn't far from here. It was about a five minute walk from my house, I stepped out of the car, blinking through the trees to where her single rock stood, a small bucket of white flowers had been placed there. It wasn't there before, Maybe Dad had brought it I concluded, pitching down next to the stone.
"I'm sorry mom," I started, letting my face fall against the damp rock. Everything had a layer of water on it because of the rain. "I'm so sorry, I wish I could have been a better son, I don't know what to do, if I knew what she had done, I would have never fallen for her in the first place." I let my fingers brush against the tombstone, my actions followed by silence.
Bitter silence
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"I trusted her," I picked up the white flowers, not realizing I had grabbed them until I almost sent them flying. I had tilted it in a way, that something caught my eye, a piece of paper. I pulled it out, wondering' Who had written to my mother, it wasn't like she was going to come and read it or anything.
Setting the flowers down, I opened the thick paper with shaking hands, shining my flashlight onto the swirly manuscript.
Dear Austin
I could point out that hand writing anywhere. It was from her
Dear Austin
Out of all the letters, this one was the most hard for me to write.
Life has interesting timing, how it sends two people crashing into each other's lives. I don't think things happen out of chance, I think they happen for a reason.
I leaned back against a tree, my eyes scanning to the next line. She is speaking nonsense right now, Street meaninglessness. What does she think, I'm going to come begging for her again. I wish someone would go shut shatter her heart the way she had destroyed mine.
I will never forget you, even if I am gone now you have made the largest difference in my life, far greater than anybody else ever could have.
When did she write this? Why was I giving her the time of day? Why did I care to read the letter. She didn't deserve even an ounce of my time but somehow I let her have it.
I have changed, I know I could never justify my actions, but I just wanted to let you know that you mean the world to me and I would never want to do anything to hurt you. My life has been shattered because of my wrongdoings and at this point all I desire to do is fix the broken pieces.
Shaking my head, I balled the ladder up, pushing it into the root beer bottle I had brought with me.
I let my feel slap against the ground, as I made my way through the forest, brush whipping against my arms. Why did I care about her so much? Why was she still on my mind?
My feet met the waters edge, and I glanced out at the moonbeam that contrasted with the dark depths of the ocean. I had come here so many times to clear my head, and this would be no different.
The ocean was a safe place for me. I could come here and wash away all my fears, not allowing them to control me the way they did other people.
I drew my arm back, my eyes still glued to the water, stepping back I watched the bottle sail out into the water, plummeting into its grasp.
Just like she had, the letter disappeared and maybe I hoped she would disappear from my memory also.
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