Today was the day.
Summer was leaving.
She already had her stuff packed, now she just needed to graduate.
He got called into the chorus room, where most of Summer's friends were having class.
Inside, four other girls were waiting by the door, all of them sobbing.
Summer stood in the center of the room with their principle.
She turned to him, with a wobbling chin, and Milosh could feel the hot tears roll down his face.
She looked away when the principle started talking.
Her brother and who Milosh assumed was her dad were waiting outside.
Once she was handed her diploma, she was free to say her goodbyes.
She started making her way through the group of people, hugging each one of them, until she came to Milosh.
Milosh started sobbing at this point.
They hugged.
"I'm gonna miss you," Milosh said into her neck.
"I know...I'll miss you too."
Milosh just melted into her embrace, never wanting to let her go.
"Don't forget me..." she said.
Milosh pulled back a little, "I could never."
"Here," Summer pulled out a pen and grabbed his hand. "Call me." She proceeded to write her number down on his hand.
Milosh nodded.
Summer looked up at him and saw the tears, "Oh Loshy..." she wiped his cheek, "It'll be okay."
YOU ARE READING
Fears
Teen FictionMilosh is scared of people. Summer is scared of love. Finn is scared of death. Beatrice is scared of happiness. Alpha is scared of being alone. Aria is scared of being hated. Everyone has a fear. What's yours? Please note, this is rated mature for s...
