Lastly

Chapter 12

12.

I wake up, in the same clothes I was in yesterday, my hair is a mess. I lift up my phone and read the time "shit it's 11" I stand up and almost fall back down because of my headache. I slowly walk into the other room and see Jacob sitting on the couch. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"You were really drunk last night and I knew you would have a bad hang over. You're welcome" he says

"Then why is my shirt off?" I ask

"You were, dancing on the table last night"

"Like a stripper?" I ask and sit on the couch

"Yeah.." He answers. Still not making eye contact with me

"Thank you" I finally blurt out

"You're welcome. It was nothing" he finally looks at me. i know we broke up, but I might as well try to talk to him. I grab my gray crewneck and throw it on to cover myself. I sit down next to him. "If you're going to start another fight I'll just leave."

"I'm not starting a fight dumbass" I laugh

"Well you kinda kicked me out of your car" he says

"Then you found me." I give a sarcastic small laugh

"Somehow we always find eachother" he put his face in his hands

"I don't get it. How do we always find eachother, we always end up in pointless fights then someone end up in one of our apartments. It's getting to the point where it's faith or just pure fucking luck."

"It's faith"

"What" I almost stand up off the couch

"Obviously we have some feelings for each other" he looks at me

"You're the one who dumped me" I say confused

"We just need a break. To see other people" he stands up

"Like" I stop myself knowing we will fight again if I speak what I'm thinking "okay. I agree. See you soon" I stand up just like he did

"See you soon" Jacob sticks out his hand for a handshake. I go along with the friend zoned move and we shake hands. Jacob walks out of my apartment for probably the last time. I feel all the memories hit me. Overflowing me like crazy. The first, simple hello led to the boy I know I have feelings for walk out my door. I felt pain, but it was worse than I've ever had before. Pain like you just got shot, and everything that's ever happened passes through your mind quickly. So fast you have barely any time to breathe. I realize I have no one to call, and just seeming him in theater arts would ruin me more. I walk to a brown box in my room and open it, I never thought I would have to do this. I pull out 4 letters. I pick one letter out of the four and dial the number. And they answer.

"Hello, this is the University of Michigan. Who would you like to speak to?" The lady asks

"Admission office please" I tell her

"Hello? This is the admission office."

"I am Callie Heed, I wanted to know if I could come for next semester" I say

"Callie, I remember your letter, it really stood out. We would gladly accept you now. You can come anytime. The next semester starts in 3 weeks. Would you like me to already assign you a dorm?" She asks me

"Yes please. If you could tell me the room number now that'd be great" I answer her

"Okay... We have dorm 264 open. See you soon. Call us if you have any more questions"

"Okay thank you so much. Bye" I hang up. I sit on the floor and throw my head back. I grab my bag and start throwing clothes into it. I spend the rest of my day packing. I bought a plane ticket and made sure I had my passport like I always had. My plane went off tomorrow in the morning. I called cam, the only one I could really trust, and decided to tell him.

"Callie?" Cam answers

"Hey, I'm changing colleges. I'm going to Michigan university.. My plane leaves tomorrow morning and I thought I would say goodbye"

"Callie what are you talking about" he sounds confused

"I'm just leaving. I decided to change okay? Bye" I hang up. I realized that sounded rude, but at this point I guess rudeness didn't really matter. I laid on my bed and fell asleep slowly.

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**Jacobs POV**

I sit at the bar, where I usually find myself after leaving Callie's apartment. It's been one of those nights, where I sit at the same cracked, wooden bar attempting to drink my feelings away about the girl i met and completely fell in love with, but the feelings never seem to even go away. Not even a little bit. I feel a vibration from my phone, it was cam. I decide to answer.

"Jacob you need to stop Callie" can answers, he obviously panicking

"I'm done with her, we broke up you asshole. There's nothing I can do" I take another drink

"She's fucking going to Michigan in the morning you idiot"

"Good. She will be out of my life" I end the call. I don't need her anymore. I have my own life to live, it would be better without her anyways.

Wait.

She's going to Michigan. I pick my phone back up and call Callie. I wait three rings, the three slowest rings of my life. No answer. I call cam. At least he answers.

"What do you mean she's leaving?" I ask him

"She's moving colleges. Just forget it anyways." I hear a beep, he hung up.

What if Callie is really gone. I can't stand this. I throw a twenty on the bar table and run out the door. I drive up to the apartments and run up the stairs I've run up and down before. I grab the key under the door and unlock the door. I see boxes. Stacked on boxes. It's 3 am. I don't know what I'm getting into. I see a plane ticket on the counter. She leaves at 6 am. In 3 hours. 3 hours till she's gone. Out of my reach. I see a letter. A long one, to me. My heart stops. And I start reading.

Dear Jacob,
Well you probably saw everything gone by the time you read this. Or maybe you just didn't show up. You probably didn't show up. I know while I'm writing this you're at that same bar. Which you use to drown your problems and feelings away because I've done it before. I remember the first time we met. I literally bumped into you, crazy. And when you asked me out. The roses were sweet, that's something I'll always remember. If you haven't found out by now, I left. I'm leaving to go to a new college in Michigan for there next semester. I can't be here anymore, I don't want to mess with your head anymore and ruin your life anymore than I already have.
Remember our first kiss? It was spin the bottle. At the college party you took me too. And I wore a black dress, it was mahoganys. I spun the bottle and you stood there. In your vans tshirt and gray joggers. Your hair up spiked up in the front like usual. And I felt sparks. You gave me chills. That's when I knew we had something. You said it was faith we always found eachother, but faith isn't always right I guess. Faith is just a guide I guess. Something you could go with, but faith isn't always the answer. Peoples actions ruin faith you know?
I guess this is goodbye.
-Callie.

Faith is just a guide I guess. Something you could go with, but faith isn't always the answer. Peoples actions ruin faith you know?

Those three lines stuck with me. I couldn't do anything about it. I let her slip through my fingers.

My actions ruined faith I know.