Goodbye, my love..

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Julia's POV:

It was a cold morning outside. We were at th airport met up Jill. I like Jill. She was probably one of the kindest women I have met. And she liked me and Frida very much. She reminded about mom.

"How sad you couldn't come along. But if something changes you can always contact us." said Jill nice to me and Frida. We smiled at her and then we sit down and wait for them to say that they could prepare to go on the plane. A moment I feared. I wondered if Frida was thinking the same thing. I watched her. She had gone in Cole's arms since we got to the airport. She had even hugged him when he bought a bottle of water. Now she sat on his lap on the bench. They were talking quietly to each other. Dana sat and listened to music, Will and David watched a clip on the cell phone, Jill looked through the tickets and Gabe stood up with me. But I was worried about Frida. Since Mom died, it hasn't  gone so well for her. Mom and Frida were always very close. But then she got left with me and dad. Dad didn't took Mom's death especially good either. He started drinking. Frida ended up a little off and ended up in a gang where they smoked. But now she has stopped. And dad kind of hated Frida. He almost didn't look at her as if she was a big shame or that she was the reason to moms death. I was probably the only one that could continue to be myself after Mom's death. My teacher said it was because I was so strong and confident. But then I left Frida for a school here in LA. And she was left with her father. But what I know she lived a lot with our aunt. She was never at home. I regret a little that I did left her, because she was not feeling well when i left. But if I had stayed with her I would never meet Gabe. But the thing is that Frida never had a boyfriend who lives more than 30 minutes away. And now her boyfriend is going on a tour across the country. I have tested distance relationships before but nothing has kept. But I think that me and Gabe can pull this off. It's only 3 months.  I saw Frida and Cole going to the toilet and then coming back. 

Gabe's POV:

In about 35 minutes the speakers would say that we should prepare ourselves to go on the plane. It meant that we could show our tickets and go through the customs. And there couldn't Julia come with so I decided to talk to her now. I hugged her.

"I will miss you." I said. She hugged me back.

"And I'll miss you," she said. None of us was the person who used to cry. Even if we wanted to. But i could see Julia tearful.

"I love you more than there are stars in the sky." I said and looked into her blue eyes. She smiled.

"I'm so glad that i'm your number one." she said.

"You're not my number one. You're my only one." I said and it made her smile even more.

"I'll thinking of you and counting the stars until we meet again." She said and kissed me softly with her warm lips. Then she just stood in my arms with her arms around me.

Frida's POV:

Me and Cole had a make out session. I would not be able to kiss his soft lips in 3 months. When he pulled away, I stood in his arms. He picked up his bottle with water drank a bit and then he gave me the bottle and I took a sip. I didn't want to leave his arms. I just wanted to stand there near him. I felt a tear rolled down my cheek. Obviously, I would start crying as sensitive as I am. My tear left my face and I saw it land on Cole's arm. He noticed it and put his hand under my chin and lifted my face so that I was forced to look at him.

'' Hey, don't cry babe. "He chuckled and wiped the tears from my cheeks. He knew how sensitive I was.

"I can't stop .." I laughed and tried to wipe my eyes, but when I hugged him again the tears started to come back and I wetted his shirt down a bit but he didn't seem to care. He just stroked my hair chuckled a little at my silent sobs. After a while I looked up at him. He gave me a smile. He looked at his watch. And I did too. It's about three minutes left. I hugged Cole a little tighter.

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