First Love

Writen by: Lex

Chapter twelve




The cold night's air blew my hair, making it go into my face.
I didn't bother to brush it away though. It was cold outside, especially on top of this roof but I didn't feel it, all I could feel was the pain in my heart. I had cried for hours on end up here after Goten had taken off and now I was all cried out. My eyes were red and puffy and my face, tearstained. I tilted my head towards the now dark sky, looking at the twinkling stars above. I was still sitting on the hard cold ground of the roof but I didn't make any effort to move. 'Who told Goten that I was here?' I wondered. But then as I thought about it I didn't really care who told him. I thought back to how Goten's eyes looked as I told him, I didn't love him. They held pain and sadness but they also had a disbelieving look in them, like he knew I was lying. I closed my eyes as I felt a new round of tears coming on. I pushed them back because I refused to cry any more.

The cold air blew again and I finally felt it. It was icy, making your skin feel like needles are poking it. My body shivered and I decided that I better go in soon. I got up and started walking towards the rooftop entrance door. I reached for the handle and was about to turn it when I suddenly stopped. I looked back over my shoulder and searched for the brightest star I could find. When my eyes landed on it, I closed my eyes and made a wish. After I was done I opened the door and started to walk down the steps to one of the levels.

I reached my room and turned the handle. I walked in and headed straight for my bedroom. I lied on the bed so my face was facing towards the ceiling. I didn't know what to do. I was scared to see Goten again, I didn't really want to go and see my family for I knew that if I did I would never be able to go back to the U.S. Then I remembered, why didn't I just go back to the U.S? I didn't know how to sort things out with Goten and even though I wanted to try my fear wouldn't let me. I decided then that yes, it was time for me to go back to the U.S. Go back to my home, my collage, my friends and my life that I had created for myself there. I immediately got up off the bed and started packing my things. I soon finished and I set my bag down on a chair. I set my alarm clock for 7:00am and went to bed.

I woke up at the sound of the constant beeping. I rolled over and turned off the alarm clock. I got out of bed and got dressed, making sure I did every thing quickly. I walked outside and whistled for a cab; as soon as one came up I got into the back seat, and told him to take me to the airport. We arrived in about 10 minutes. I paid him and stepped out, taking my bag with me. I walked inside and looked for the counter at which I could purchase a ticket. 'Running away once again, huh, Bra?' My conscience kept saying. I didn't care, though. For it wasn't really running away if you knew and had someplace to go, right? I finally found the counter and I purchased a one-way ticket to Georgia. I then walked up to where the gate was. I stopped for a second and looked at the ticket in my hands. 'Am I doing the right thing?' I asked myself. I turned around and started walking away from the gate. But then I stopped and turned back around. I looked at the ticket in my hands and then I looked back behind my shoulder, at the world I would be leaving again. Now, I had to decide. 'Should I stay or should I go?'

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