Second Chances (under editing..like a lot.)

chapter four: a blast to the past. (edited)

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I thought our relationship was going great. Boy, I guess I was wrong.

Cody then looked up for a quick minute before looking back down. I guess his mind processed that it was me who was standing there in shock. His eyes widened and then he stopped kissing the girl.

I shook my head and then walked quickly as I saw he was walking towards me.

"Kayla wait, please!" he was running at this point.

I didn't look back, I didn't wait. I just kept going. He then caught up to me and spun me around.

"Kayla I know that this looks bad, I don't know what I was thinking." he sounded worried and ran his hand through his hair.

I just looked at him with a blank expression. I've been through this before already. On the outside I kept up a strong exterior, but on the inside, I just wanted to curl up into a little ball and just disappear.

"It doesn't matter. Go be with her, I hope she enjoys her sloppy seconds." 

Isn't it crazy, how one second you could be the happiest you ever have been in your life, and then next second have it twist upside down.

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3 YEARS AGO.

I unloaded my things into the truck, I couldn't wait to be at the new house, but at the same time, I wasn't sure.

After all, I grew up here for christ sake. Did I really wanna give it up just because of a stupid fight?

This is the place where my mom and dad first moved in after they fell in love. This is where I aged up. This is the last time me and my dad got to spend our last time together. This where me and Grayson- Grayson..

No, not now. He doesn't care about me anymore. And I don't care about him. He's a stupid jerk and he means nothing to me anymore. No matter what, I have to stand my ground

"Wow, I'm going to miss this place."

"Cheer up, it'll be fun!" My mom urged.

"I know, this is what's best for me, I have a chance to start over and meet new people. I should be happy."

"That's the attitude! Now are you ready?"

"Yeah, I'm ready." I gave a big smile and grabbed my suitcase.

She returned the smile and went to the driver's seat.

"At least, I think so.." I whispered to myself.

I was about to walk to the car when I heard bells jingling. "Huh?" I looked down and noticed that I was wearing the bracelet that Grayson gave me when we where eight.

We told promised one another that as long as we were best friends and stuck together, we'd never take of the bracelets.

I smiled a little bit and started tearing up. And then I looked at my house, well old house. Memories came back of me and him as little kids always building dirt houses in the backyard.

"Well, old memories should stay with other old memories right?"

I took off the bracelet and took a deep breath before placing the bracelet on the sidewalk. "Goodbye, ole friend." I made my way to the car and took one last look at the house.

And with that, the car started moving.

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THREE YEARS AGO, THE NEXT DAY.

Grayson's POV

It's all my fault, It's all my fucking fault. Why did I do that? I'm so stupid. I tried calling her, I tried texting her, I tried everything. I can't approach her, you'd have no idea how much backlash I would get? You know what, screw that. I'll risk it, I don't give a shit anymore. I miss everything about her. The way she laughs, her voice, everything. 

I make one last attempt to call her and surprise, surprise, she doesn't answer. God Grayson, you know she hates me you anyway, what's even the point?

I haven't even talked to her in a month and the guilt is eating me alive every day. I want to tell her that I still care about her, I want to hear her voice. But I can't, and it sucks.

"That's it, I can't take it anymore, I'm done caring about what everyone else thinks. If they make fun of me, so be it." 

I got up from the bed and rushed downstairs.

"Grayson, where are you headed?" my mom peered from the corner.

"I'm gonna go make things right." I put on my coat, opened the door and got in my car.

I ran all the way to her house, I was exhausted but it didn't even matter. I just wanna see her. The first thing that caught my eye was that her house lights weren't on.

That's weird. Kayla's always in the house. She was never one to go out a bunch unless for school, she never really had a lot of friends either. Oh my god, she never had any friends. I left her all alone. I really am a jerk.

I got to her house and I saw a..sign? For sale?

I went up to the door to knock on the door, but before I could do that, I saw something that made my heart stop. It was the bracelet I gave her when we were little.

I picked it up and just stared at it. "No, no, no..this can't be happening." I shook my head not wanting to believe it.

I clenched the necklace and my eyes watered.

"God damnit!" I fell to my knees. She was gone. And it was all my fault.

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