The Heartache of a Friendship

Chapter 4

I woke up to daniel's alarm going off but I just ignored it refusing to face the fact that he was leaving. he turned his alarm off and pulled me into his arms. the second he pulled me closer to him, tears fell from my eyes. we just lay together, crying, enjoying every last minute together.

"I need to get ready," Daniel reluctantly admitted. I pulled away, crying even more. I didn't realize how close today was and, now it's here, I don't want to let him go. I would never tell him not to go, despite my heart-shattering. I sat on the bed, curled up, watching Daniel get ready to leave me behind.

I decided to go to the airport to say goodbye to Daniel. I snuggled up to Daniel in the taxi, crying the whole journey. He soothingly runs his fingertips up and down my arm, attempting to comfort me but failing. I prayed the whole car ride that I'd wake up from the nightmare and be back in my bed, safe in Daniel's arms. However, no matter how hard I prayed, it wasn't going to change the way today was going to end. No matter what, it was going to end with Daniel on a plane following his dreams and me alone, crying.

The taxi came to a stop and my heart capsized, leaving me feeling empty. This was it. My best friend was leaving. I walked with him to check in before he went through security. Before he left, I held him close breaking down. He gently placed a kiss on the top of my head and walked away. We stayed connected by our hands until the last minute. I watched him walk away, tears bluring my vision. He turned around one last time and the corner of his mouth turned up but I could see the tears streaming down his face. He continued walking out of sight and left me all alone. I fell to the floor, brining my knees to my chest. Once I'd calmed my tears, I called a taxi to take me home.

I got home about an hour later and all my friends had left by the time I'd arrived. I was left all alone. No one. I looked around, taking in how dull it was without my best friend there. How grey everything seemed. I sat on my sofa and stared into space. Looking at nothing. Having nothing. Feeling nothing. Just emptiness.