i'll save you

3. see ya

wednesday, august 19
10:49 am

Today is the day. The day I leave my life in Miami, and start a new life in New York City. To be completely honest with you, I've never been more scared in my entire life. Until now, I've been ready to leave this place, but all of a sudden, I'm starting to second guess everything. I also don't want to even think about leaving Miles. Him and Zion leave for Duke tomorrow. Me and Lael leave for Columbia today.

"Hey, JJ? You almost ready?" my dad asks, putting my final suitcase in the back of the truck.

"Um... yea. I'm just waiting for Miles."

My dad decided that it would be best for him to take me to college, and my mom take Zion. Everyone gets along better that way. As soon, as I say that, Miles pulls up in his jeep. the instant he gets out of the car, I run into his arms and bust into tears. I'm about to leave my baby. I won't see him again till damn near November.

"Baby, we'll be okay. We'll be back together before you know it," he smiles into my neck.

"I don't want to leave you," I cry, holding onto him tighter than ever before.

"Look at me."

I reluctantly pull my head up, and he wipes my tears.

"Everything will be okay. We'll facetime every day. I promise. And I'm only a plane ride away."

"I love you so much, Miles. Never forget that, okay? Play your heart out," I smile.

"I love you so much more, Jordyn. Please... stop. For me, okay?" he sighs, referring to my daily struggle not to drink myself to death.

"I won't need to. I won't be here anymore."

"I know, but still."

"I got you."

"Here, let me walk you to the car," he says, grabbing my hand as we walk.

As we walk to the car, tears continue to stream down my face. I really wasn't expecting it to be this hard. I knew it would hurt, but this shit feels like someone is stabbing me in the heart. He opens the passenger side door and greets my dad who is sitting on the driver's side. I start to get into the car, but my body stops itself. I jump into his arms again and he spins me around.

"I love you so much again, beanhead," I sigh, kissing him deeply.

"I love you more, angel. We'll be okay. I promise."

"Goodbye."

"No, see you soon."

He sits me in the car, and kisses my forehead. When he closes the door, my heart shatters. Everything about this is wrong. My dad motions for Miles to come to his side, and he rolls down the window.

"Remember what I told you, son. Keep your head up. Give each game everything you've got. And make sure Zion's ass doesn't go wild," my dad says, shaking his hand.

"Yes, sir. Thank you, coach."

"Anytime."

As my dad starts to pull out of the driveway, I stare at Miles. The love of my life. Long distance is going to be the hardest thing ever. I just pray he doesn't find someone else down there. He's supposed to be mine forever.

"You hungry?" my dad asks.

"No," I respond, staring out of the window.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

"You gotta eat, JJ. Here, we'll just go to Chick Fil-A."

"Remind me why we're driving to New York. It's like a 20 hour drive."