As tears poured down onto my cheeks, I pressed the camera against my chest. For some reason it felt like I was hugging Jake and it was the least I could do. I could feel his presence, it was like he was behind me or something and he was smiling at me that I have finally seen him. I enjoyed the warmth and love I was feeling. Never in my life have I ever felt this. I don't even remember when the last time I actually felt love because all I know is that my family has never showed me that feeling before. Maybe only once when Dad was still with us but that was years ago and I can't help but feel so unloved and neglected. Eversince I started speaking to Jake on Twitter and Kik, it was the only one time I actually felt like I have someone, a friend. It was one of the greatest feeling ever, I guess that's why he was my first love. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder, I looked up and saw Ethan who was stood right behind me. His face was not readable but I could sense pain in his eyes. I could see an isolated island where he was trapped all alone in those weary eyes of his. I could see his story. I'm guessing him and Jake were really close, they were there for one another. They were happy before he died, he got depressed and was scared to make the wrong decisions in life so he does what he's Dad tells him to do. It's unbelievable how I read that from just having a quick glance at his eyes. A frown was plastered on my face as he cupped my cheeks, pressing his thumb down against my cheekbone. He got a tissue paper from his pocket and carefully wiped the tears on my face. A faint closed smile appeared and he slowly took a step back. He turned his back from me and mumbled, 'I got to go.' 'What?!' I exclaimed, 'But... but what about..' I paused, 'Me?' I stood up from the ground and waited for his response. He paused for a second before replying, 'My mission is complete, Ariana.' He took a deep breath, 'You're a big girl now. You can take care of yourself.' I frowned at his response. I'm somewhere abroad, where I have never been to. I'm tired, I'm hungry, I'm depressed, I want to go to bed. I don't even have a lot of money and he expects me to just wonder around here until three weeks pass before I need to go back to England? What the bubbly tops? He has already paid for my flight and I guess I owe him so there's nothing else I can do but do what he says. I nodded my head. 'Okay.' I mumbled. 'Goodbye, Ariana.' Taking a big sigh, 'Goodbye, Ethan.' He walked off as he dragged his suitcase against the hard beaten floor. As he approached the gates, I shouted, 'Thank you, Ethan.' I knew he heard me but he just ignored me and continued walking. Placing my suitcase beside me, I sat down next to the Jake's stone. I stared at the camera he had given me, I was alone. I had no one, only Jake beside me. I heard a loud noise coming from the skies. Large dark clouds quickly appeared until I felt a drop of rain on my nose. Eventually more rain dropped on me and the graveyard. My clothes was damp and wet, 'Could this day get any worse?' I mumbled to myself.
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Is This Destiny? 2
Teen FictionIt is now five years later after Jake's death yet Ethan has still not found Ariana. In around a few months he will be marrying his Dad's friend's daughter as an arranged marriage made by his Dad meaning that he needs to find Ariana very soon! His mi...