Forever Mine

Chapter Twenty-Three

Sara

As we reach Bangor its just after 730 pm. Hadin pulls up to my apartment building as I get out of the truck and he hands me my bag. I turn to him wrapping my arms around his neck.

I dont want to leave you. Hadin states.

So, dont. I tease.

I dont have any clean clothes. He tells me.

I have a washer. I say.

What am I supposed to wear while the clothes are in there? He asks me and I just smile. He throws his head back laughing. I have to go home. He tells me.

Fine. I tease.

Come with me? He asks me.

I have to work tomorrow. I tell him.

Ill drive you. He states. It took all I could to not say like last time.

Its okay. Ill come see you later. I tell him.

How about tomorrow night. You dont work Tuesday right? He asks me. I shake my head. Coles throwing this Welcome Home party for me tomorrow night at the frat house. He tells me. Will you go with me? He asks.

Of course. I tell him leaning in pulling his face down to mine. His lips are still soft and amazing to even touch. Call me when you get home. I tell him. Hadin kisses my lips once more and then walks away to his truck. I get flashbacks of him driving off that night and not coming back. Part of me is worrying that history will repeat itself and Ill be left alone again.

I watch as he drives off away from my apartment and I enter in my building up to my apartment. I put down my bag looking around at the empty apartment and take a breath. I walk over to my fridge taking out a bottle of water. I walk over to my computer bag taking out my purple laptop deciding to try and write again. Ive been having such a hard time thinking about how I am going to express and explain my story on paper but now I think I know exactly how I can do it.

It wont be about Connor at least not all of it. But I find that the best way for me to tell my story is to start when I came to Farmington. When I met Hadin.

The next morning, I get up like usual and get ready for work. I decide on my mid rise blue skinny jeans and a white button up the front shirt with my brown knee=high boots. I grab my white purse and my black suit coat as I walk out the door. As I walk down to my ford escape, I see a single black rose on my windshield. Again. I look around searching for someone who would have put that onto my car. I walk over grabbing the rose and tossing it to the ground. I walk around to my driver side door getting inside locking my doors and driving off to work. As I pull into the parking garage I rush towards the exit to enter into Brooker Publishing when my phone rings making me jump.

Hello? I answer out of breath.

Sara? Hadin questions. Are you okay? He asks me.

Yeah just walking out of the parking garage to work. I assure him.

Do you want me picking you up before the party tonight? He asks me.

No. Ill drive down. Where do you want to meet? I ask him trying to distract myself as I walk into work.

You can meet me at my penthouse. He offers. I dont answer I just stop walking. Sara? He asks. Did you hear me? He asks me.

I have a flash back of me finding the letter and falling to my knees in his penthouse alone.

Sara? he asks me again.

Yeah thats fine. I lie,

Are you sure everything is okay? He asks me.