My Life is a Silent Hurricane

Chapter 29- Sometimes Goodbye is the Only Way.

The next morning i wake up and dress in white high-waisted shorts, a tight pink t-shirt, black bangles and spiky wedge hightops. I wear mascara and bright pink lipstick for makeup, and I pull my bright blue hair into a messy bun.

At 10:00am I hear a knock at the door. I walk down the stairs and fling the door open. Wesley is standing there, looking totally hot in skinny (but not too skinny!) jeans, a white t-shirt, and black hightops. His face lights up when he sees me.

"Hey beautiful!" He says.

I blush. "Hi Wes." I step outside, closing the door behind me.

"I have to leave... I'm sorry." He says. "I'd stay forever if I could."

"I know... Okay. I'll miss you."

"Remember to call me if you feel like cutting."

"Okay."

"And remember that you are beautiful." He adds.

"Okay."

He leans down to kiss me, and I stand on my toes. He's soo tall. Or is it that I'm small? Or both? I kiss him back.

When we're done, I see tears in his eyes and there are tears in mine, too.

"Goodbye, Wesley." I say, and a tear slips down my cheek.

"Don't think of it as goodbye. Think of it as... See you next time." He smiles sadly. Then, he starts singing. Thousands of memories rush back to my head. "Everyone else in the room can see it, everyone else but you. Baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed and when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell that baby you don't know you're beautiful, uh oh, that's what makes you beautiful! If only you saw what i can see, you'd understand why I want you so desperately, right now I'm lookin at you and I can't believe that baby you don't know you're beautiful, uh oh, that's what makes you beautiful. Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah na" at this point, he's twirling me around the porch. "So come on, you know you're wrong. To prove I'm right i put it in a song... Everyone else in the room can see it, everyone else but you!" He sings the whole song this time, and by the time he's done, tears are streaming down my face. He hugs me. "You are so beautiful." He says.

"Well not really..."

"Baby you light up my world like-" i cut him off.

"Don't you dare!" I say, punching his shoulder playfully.

"Nobody else, the way that you flip-" i punch him lightly again, giggling.

He pretends to look all offended and says "Ow! That hurt!" I giggle.

"Weakling."

"Your hair get me overwhelmed and when-"

"Would you stop that?!" I say, laughing.

"But you are beautiful." He says. I blush. "Even with mascara running down your face." He adds. I giggle.

John's friend pulls up the driveway to take him to the airport.

Wesley gives me one more quick kiss.

"I love you to the moon and back." I tell him.

"But I love you so much more than just to the moon and back." He says, and I tear up again.

With that, he turns and hops in the car, waving through the windshield. I smile and wave back, and watch them drive away. Then I walk back inside, grab my teddy and a book, and curl up in bed reading and listening to music, already missing Wesley.