Almost a stranger

Breakup?

Molly: Are you coming with us to the beach?
Abigail: I'll come later. I'm tired. 
Travis: Yeah, me too. 
Paul: If you want. 
Molly: Want us to stay?
Abigail: No, we'll come later. 
Molly: Okay, have fun. 

They left and Travis and I were sitting on the couch. We were both probably thinking about the chaos we're into. 

Abigail: I don't know for you, but I'll have some sleep before we go to the beach. 
Travis: I could use some too. 

We went upstairs. 

Abigail: Just, whatever room you want...

I entered my room and he followed me. Yes!

Abigail: You sure you're in the right room?
Travis: Pretty sure. 

We smiled and kissed. For the next few hours, we were lying on my bed, hugged. I couldn't sleep and I don't know if Travis could. I was thinking about that stupid ring my mom has on her hand now.

Why would she do that? How did they meet last year? Why are they together? I find one guy I like and he becomes my brother. It's like some bad joke. Suddenly, I heard Travis whispering, 
"Are you sleeping?"
I turned toward him and said, 
"No..."

Travis: So you think this is a mess too...
Abigail: How wouldn't I? I can't believe this is happening. 
Travis: But we have a week here. 
Abigail: A week. 
Travis: Better a week than nothing. 
Abigail: I guess so. 

He took a lock of my hair from my face and put it behind the ear.

Travis: We'll figure something out. 
Abigail: I hope so. 

The next day four of us were mostly together. My mom and Paul hung up with each other all the time. I was happy because my mom finally found someone, but I couldn't believe this was happening to me. And the worst part was that Travis and I had no time to be alone anymore. Our parents were always somewhere around. It was a disaster.

On Friday, I heard from Joy and Kelsey. We didn't talk much and especially not about Travis and everything that was happening. All three of us avoided that theme. The last week sucked. And I wasn't sure if I was happy to go back to Dallas or not. Maybe I should be, but we will live together. And that was the worst part. If our parents find out about us, we'll all suffer. Since Saturday, when I found out about them, everything has changed. 

It was Sunday. The last day of our vacation. My mom made dinner for everyone- Tuners and Jacksons. Jack was there too, but we didn't talk. He was mad at me- with every right, of course. My mom and I had white dresses because this was probably the hottest day ever. 

About midnight, when most of them got drunk, I caught Travis's look and gave him a sign to follow me. We were walking through my house when Travis asked, 
"Where are we going? Our parents will freak out."
Abigail: This is our last night here. We have to make the most of it.

We were laughing and running toward the beach. When I brought us to the mol, he finally realized what are we going to do. 

Travis: You're crazy. 

I jumped in the water with my dress floating around me. 

Abigail: Common!
Travis: We don't even have swimsuits. 
Abigail: Will that stop you?

I started swimming deeper. I didn't care about anything anymore. This is our last night here. From tomorrow, everything's changing and I was scared. I was scared to live with someone I like. By the time I stopped swimming, Travis was coming toward me. The moon looked beautiful. 

Travis: You know they can see us from there.
Abigail: They're in the backyard, half-drunk. We're just moving, black dots for them. 
Travis: I guess you're right. 

Silent. Perfect silence of night and darkness. I wish the ocean can swallow me and not bring me back to this mess ever again. 

Travis: Three weeks were too short. 
Abigail: Two. You left for Miami for a week. 
Travis: I had to. 
Abigail: I guess I understand why you didn't stay. 
Travis: I just wish we don't have to live together. 

I looked at him, thinking about everything. 

Abigail: Okay. Imagine that this is our last day. You would go back to New York and I would go back to Dallas. We wouldn't see each other again until the next summer. 

Travis wasn't looking at me. He was staring at the darkness. 

Travis: Sometimes is better not to look or be with someone you want than looking at it every day and not be able to show how much you love it. 

Then he looked at me with his dark eyes. I couldn't believe he just said that. I was speechless. The next thing I know, we were kissing. I felt his hands on my waist in the water. 

Abigail: I love you too. 

At that moment, we pulled apart. Suddenly, Travis started swimming back, not talking at all. 

Abigail: Where are you going!?

I started swimming behind him. He was on the mol already and I was following him. He put on his shoes and continued walking away from me. 

Abigail: Where are you going!? What's going on!?

Suddenly he stopped and looked at me. 

Travis: Don't you see it!? This is something we shouldn't do! Something we can't do in front of our parents!
Abigail: I know, but they are not here...
Travis: You plan to hide forever? 
Abigail: Of course not, but do you have any better idea?
Travis: Yes. Stop doing whatever this is. It's over, Aby. 
Abigail: Are you breaking up with me?

At that moment, he came closer and I was pressed against the wooden hut behind me. He kissed me hard, pressing his wet body against mine.

Travis: I would never break up with you. 

I was shocked and he left. What was that? What is happening? I couldn't believe it. This is the best and the worst vacation ever. I wish we never met. I wish I didn't fall in love with him. It would be less complicated.

He would go to New York and I would go to Dallas. And that would be the end. I stayed sitting by the hut. I couldn't go back and talk to anyone. I couldn't handle this anymore.