Chapter 18

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My nose started bleeding and I found myself covered in a thick sheet of blood. My navy blue shirt looked like a camouflage shirt because of it.

I cleaned myself up and plopped myself to the bed, and suddenly saw Adam, sleeping soundly.

"Adam, please go away!" I shouted and pushed him away.

My mom came in the room. "Honey who are you talking to?"

I looked to my left and didn't see Adam anymore. I shrugged and smiled to assure, "Anti depressant side effects."

She nodded and closed the door while I searched for Adam, but he wasn't to be found.

It's all in my imagination after all.

I cringed of the pain my head was causing, and I started to palpitate again, but I didn't mind anymore.

I slept the night away thinking of Adam. It's truly is hard to let go of someone you love the most.

But as they say, if you love someone, let them go.

I woke up with the sight of my room all blank. No more posters, no more picture frames of Adam and I, no more piano, no more anything. Dad must've put it in the car already.

This is it. I thought to myself.

I took a long, warm bath and looked at the mirror. I sighed at my reflection. I wore the necklace Adam gave me, and clutched tight on it.

Usual routine: tears fell from my eyes. No part of this doesn't have a scene of me crying, or feeling pain whatsoever.

But i was given this life because I can fight it. Or at least that's what I think.

But I don't want to try anymore, I don't want to cause suffering to my parents.

Well, I've had just enough time. I'm ready to go.

I carried my luggage down to the living room and looked at the note on my hand. I already put a tape to it last night.

All of us already went to the car, and when we were about to move, I told my dad to stop.

"Hang on." I weakly mumbled.

I ran all the way to our screened door. I posted the note and ran my fingers through it.

This is really it. Goodbye Adam.

"Lets go," i told my dad and he put the key in the ignition.

We all went to the airport, looking so tired. Miranda slept on my shoulder, while we all waited to board.

Adam's POV

I drove to Brielle's house, like I promised, even if she doesn't feel anything for me anymore, I'm still going to try, and I won't stop. Not now, not ever.

I drove and my jaw almost dropped to the ground to the sigh of their house labelled 'For Sale' and I quickly ran to their door to knock.

Instead of the usual 'welcome' sign, there was a note.

I read it and quickly ran back to the car and drove to the airport. I don't know why, but it was the first thing that entered my mind.

I ran in the airport and saw Brielle and her family. Brielle walked slowly to me and looked down.

I looked at her as she cried a river, with ragged currents flowing down her cheeks onto the wilted collar of her navy blue shirt. "Brielle, please, don't leave me." I kneeled down and held her hand.

"I'm so sorry, Adam." She wiped her tears and clutched the rusty handle of her orange luggage and walked away.

I melted onto the cold marble floor of the airport and shed tears as if like my heart had just been wrenched from my body as I admired her face the same way I used to, but now from far away, how she's perfect, and how she was all my dreams come true. Her hair of golden fire swung and brushed against her shoulder and her eyes weren't as blue as blue as a cloudless sky on a summer day anymore, it was now dark blue with the rims of it red, from all the crying. Her face was flushed pale, as she nodded when her dad motioned her to come with them already.

Suddenly, memories came flashing to my blank mind; the first time I kissed her, the first time I hugged her, and how I thought to myself that she was the one I'm going to be spending forever with.

But now, all I could ever think of is how I can live without her.

She drew farther and farther, until she was as small as a tiny dot as I closed my eyes tight shut and thought to myself, Will I ever see her again?

They boarded to the airplane and I got up from the floor.

It's just the beginning, this isn't the end.

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