Chapter Three- Goodbye.

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Chapter Three- Goodbye.

Bridgette's P.O.V

  "Bri, wake up" Brett was whispering. I opened my eyes while he shook me lightly. I groaned loudly and flipped over.

  "Go away." I whined to him, slapping the air.

  "No I won't go away." He whined back, mimicking me. "Come on, we need to go."

  "I'm not moving a centimeter." I stated, smirking to myself while my face was deeply buried into my pillow.

  "You sure about that?" Brett questioned with a playful tone. I immediately rolled my eyes at his question, trying hard to fall back asleep.

  "Why wouldn't I be, Brett?" I moaned to him. He walked out of the room for a couple of minutes, I won the argument. I smiled to myself.

  "I'm going to give you til the count of three, Bridgette."

  "Oh, I'm terrified." I laughed sarcastically.

  "1..."

  "Save your breathe, bro. I'm not going anywhere."

  "You sure?" Brett asked while I ley out a huff.

  "Brett, go away. Lets me sleep!"

  "2..."

  "SHUT THE HOLE IN YOUR FACE!"

  "3...!" He yelled, then ice cold water poured all over my face and hair.

  "BLOODY HELL BRETT!" I screamed wiping the water off of my now soaked hair and face.

  "What happened?" Jay asked looking at me. I put a pouty face on and pointed at Brett whose head was nearly in the doorway.

  "That big meany poured water all over me." I pouted looking at my brother who now stood behind Jay.

  "Only because your lazy arse didn't get out of bed when I asked nicley." Brett spoke up and began to walked towards me. I smiled up at him and then glanced at the clock; 6:45AM, perfect.

  "Let me get my things together." I said in a forlorn voice.

  "Already did." Brett stated with a smirk on his face.

  "You got my Mickey Mouse pants?" I asked him with a serious tone. He smiled at me and nodded.

  "Yes, Bridge. I got your mickey mouse pants, goodness." Brett said with a laugh, I smiled at my big brother and started to get out of the bed I was sleeping in.

  "I guess we need to go then?" I questioned him, beginning to look at Jay.

  "I think we might." Aunt Jay replied making me smile. "Right. Car, everyone!"

  The airport was huge, there was about sixty or more planes coming in and out of it. I got knots in my stomach just by looking at it.

  "Alrighty, everyone help Brett and Bridge with their stuff." Jay said while all of us; the seven passengers, piled out of her car.

  "The luggage cart is coming." Brett stated, "because there's no way these guns can get them." He kissed his muscles, earning about four eye rolls amougst the seven of us.

  I took a seat in the trunk on the car, Louis followed me and sat down next to me.

  "I just really can't begin to tell you how much it hurts, Louis." I whispered to him, looking at his tired face. The realization that I'm sitting in an airport parking lot next to the boy I love.

  "What hurts?" Louis asked, looking concerned. He then put his arm around me and pulled me close to him so that I was now leaning on him.

  "Leaving." I whispered with tears forming.

  "I know, Bri. I'm going to miss you so much." Louis whispered into my ear since my neck was on his shoulder.

 "I'm going to miss you more." I responded, I was crying now. The luggage cart finally arrived and I had to get up and load my boxes on to it.

 Daisy and Phoebe ran over to me and I picked them up. I let out more tears and sniffles and Daisy wiped a tear off my cheek.

  "I expect a phone call from you two." I said to both of them, smiling. Daisy buried her face in my chest, and Phoebe was crying like I was.

  "You two be good for your Mummy and sisters, and make sure Lou doesn't get into any trouble." I smiled then looked at Lou who had a hurt expression on his face. Daisy looked up at me and gave me a kiss. "I mean it, as soon as you get home from daycare, I want a phone call." They both nodded.

"That is if you're awake. And plus, I don't think you can talk on the plane." Brett spoke up clearly amused with himself. I gave him a death star then turned to face the twins.

  "I'll answer, I can promise you that." I winked, and wiped the remainder of tears from my face. I gave them a kiss, and another squeeze before I put them down. Fizzy was next to run to me knocking the remainder of breathe out of my lungs.

   "I'm already hurting, Bridge." Fizzy said looking up at me with tears in her eyes.

  "What's hurting, love?" I responded with a bit of concern.

  "Missing you." 

  "Same, Fizzy, same." I said into her neck. Lottie ran to join th both of us, tears in her eyes as well.

  "I'm going to miss you Bri." Lotie whispered, I nodded and kissed her cheek.

  "I'm going to miss you too Lottie. I'm going to miss both of you."

  I let go of the both of them, watching them walk to their mother. My last and most painful goodbye was Louis. Both of our eyes met and we already knew what the other was thinking.

  "Louis." I was first to speak before our embrace, "I'm going to miss you so much." My face went into were it always goes due to my height- his shirt.

  I'm going to miss you to Bridgette. Now do what you just told the girls. Stay beautiful, don't let anyone get in your way, or being your day down because they're not worth it. You're a badass and any boy would be lucky to have you." He paused for a second, "remember our promise." He grabbed my pinky making us do another pinky promise. I smiled then hugged him once more, then he kissed me on the cheek.

  Letting go of Louis was more of a challenge than I thought it'd be; but saying goodbye was harder. More tears fell as I began to unwrap my arms from around him.

  "Bri, it's time to go." Brett whispered to me, grabbing my shoulder. I looked up from Louis' shirt and studied his face. It was sad, just like how I felt. Louis was the one to end our embrace, god I hate airports. Before walking away from him and into the airport, I kissed his cheek.

  "I'll call you when I land, ok?" I said with a faint smile and a sad tone. Louis nodded slowly before I was nearly dragged by my brother into the airport.

 I looked back once more before entering the building and mouthed the words 'I love you,' then waved goodbye. 

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