ch 23

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I cant believe im starting this book back up
once again, PLEASE reread,
this chapter and the rest wont make
ANY SENSE
if u dont go back and read :(
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The road had no one on it but us.

Everyone had bunches of fun just screaming and yelling all the things we wanted to say. I have never had such a free night. So happy. So at home.

It has only been a couple hours and I have never felt so alive in my life.

Everyone was smiling. The sight was beautiful.

Asher decided to drive half way through so we switched.

I am now in the passenger seat next time him. We took my mom's mini van so the rest were in the trunk laying down since we put an air bed on it.

'Thank you.' he told me. With a smile, I just nod.

Everything felt so right. So real.

Only a month ago was I on the movie theater ground. Nate saved me from Meredith.

That is when I remembered, if Nate didn't switch the story, who did?

I look at Asher.

I decided not to ask since Nate and Asher were both too happy.

There was just the smallest smile sitting on his lips.

He is happy? I think so.

I hope so.

Asher's POV

Anastasia was riding and she seemed to be having so much fun. Everyone was good.

Screaming, shouting. It was truly just

Anastasia Nate, Loren, Logan and I.

No one else but us.

Everything felt so.. Right?

Anastasia was laughed and opened the windows.

Loren and Olivia go to the top window and shot

'ITS JUST US AGAINST THE WORLD'

The boys and I look at each other and laugh, we all poke our head through the windows and shout everything we could.

'NO ONE CAN STOP US.' All of us shout.

We repeat those words over and over again.

It was true. With all of us to get here, nobody could stop us.

My eyes make their way to Anastasia.

Maybe I can love her.

Maybe I do.

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We have no idea how but we ended up in Oregon. It was 11 am. The sun was shining and everyone was fast asleep.

Anastasia laid on my lap to sleep while I was driving.

I was not tired despite being up for more than 24 hours.

Most my life had been sad and gloomy. My last is never something I talk about. It's full of lies and despair.

Soon enough, everyone starts to wake up.

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