4 years later
I pressed send and got off the bench. I slit the phone in my hand into the trash can. I didn’t want Derik to come for me. I didn't want any of them to come look for me.
I walked past the camera, making sure to stand at its center, before looking up. A sad smile crept across my lips. This was it. This was goodbye!
I raised my hand and waved. He’d know what it meant.
I hope he wouldn’t hate me for this. But I couldn’t stay anymore. It was just too painful.
I adjusted my backpack and walked up to the sale booth.
“Where to, sweetheart?” the lady asked and gave me a kind smile. I glanced up at the schedule. The next train out of here was headed to Los Angeles.
The City of Angels.
I grinned at the irony
Why the hell not?
“A one-way ticket to Los Angeles, please,” I said and braced myself for whatever would lie ahead…
The only thing I couldn’t have prepared for was HIM!