Good-bye in One Year

Sage Jolie is a junior at her high school. She has a pretty normal life until one night when her and her boyfriend get into a car wreck. She comes out with a broke arm and a couple of stitches but he's not so lucky. As they do his blood work, they find out that he has cancer. There is nothing they can do for him and he ends up dying one month later. She feels like her whole life is over until she finds a box of letters under his bed addressed to her. He wrote her everything single day for a whole year. This letters send her on a trip pf a lifetime to help her find herself and live without him even though she isn't ready to say those last words... Good-bye

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12. I Love You

Sage's P.O.V.

 

It was around two in the morning when he woke up. I picked him up around ten so he was probably less drunk then he was awhile ago. He came out the back door and sat next to me on the little swing set we set up in the backyard for Jack.

 

He looked like hell. His hair was very messy, his eyes dark, and his clothes wrinkled. He was the type of guy who dressed to impress. It amused me to see him like that. People are human and its nice to see it sometimes.

 

"Morning!" I said in a hick accent.

 

He rolled his eyes, "You're too loud. My head is pounding. What are you doing up?"

 

I bit my lip, "I was scared to go to sleep. I thought you might die or need my help so I just stayed up." It was the truth. I didn't know what to do in these types of situations. He was so drunk when I got him into the house. I just had to make sure he was okay.

 

A smug smile crossed his face, "You care about me."

 

I nodded, "More then I should. You've been a real ass to be lately!"

 

I gave myself a little push on the swing. I looked over at him. He was looking at the ground. I guess he was trying to find the right words to say but nothing could change. He started to ignore me. He was trying to be a better guy then he was gone. I was right about him. I have always been right.

 

"I wasn't drunk." He said.

 

"Yeah you were! You were drunk off your ass when I picked you up." I said my voice shaken.

 

"No, not tonight. That night. The party we went to. The night we..." He trailed off and pointed at me then back at him. He put his hands together and rested his head on them.

 

"What?!" almost screamed. I started to freak out. I jumped off the swing set and ran my hand through my messy curls. I was drunk. He was drunk. I thought he was. He took advantage of me. Wasn't that like rape or something.

 

"Sage, please calm down!" He said jumping off the swing. He tried to touch my shoulder but I pushed past him. How could he do that to me? How could he?

 

Hot tears fell from my face. How dare he! I turned around. I punched his open chest until the tears wheeled in my eyes. Everything was blurry. I dint know what was going. I started to sob. I let my cheek rest on his chest. He grabbed my arms to make them stop flying around. He ran his hands down them then wrapped his arms around my body. He smoothed over my hair until my breathing slowed down.

 

"Why would you do that to me?" I cried.

 

"I thought you would like me instead of Samuel." I could hear the waves in his voice. He sounded like he was going to cry. "I liked you so much back then. I thought it would help me win you over.  I was a dumb kid."

 

"You don't like me anymore?" I asked. I don't know why I asked but part of me, a part way down deep in me, needed to know how he truly felt about me. I even think part of me wanted him to say yes.

 

"No. I don't Sage." He said. My stomach dropped. Maybe a lot of me wanted him to like me. Then he added, "I love you."

 

He looked down at me. He lifted my chin and leaned down. He pressed his lips softly on mine. His lips were nice and warm. They fit perfectly on mine, like we were meant for each other. My knees started to get wobbly. The kiss was making me feel drunk. Then I realized I wasn't kissing him back. He pulled away right when I was about to. His eyes looked really sad. I got on my tip toes and yet I still wasn't his height. I jumped up and pressed my lips on his. He leaned down making it easier for me since he was really tall and me being very short compared to him.

 

Both of mouths parted open. He slipped his tongue in slowly making sure I was okay with it. I responded and we seemed to stay like that forever. Samuel's kisses always make me feel good and I always had butterflies in my stomach but this kiss... My body was covered in goose pimples. Fireworks seemed to be going off in my head. This felt so right to me. Then he pulled away. He rested his forehead on mine and smiled.

 

"So worth the wait." He muttered then kissed me on my lips again.

 

It wasn't rushed. He didn't try to pull anything on me. He just wanted to be close to me. I felt the same way. We laughed through the kisses, we smiled, and for once I didn't think or worry about Samuel. This was just... Amazing.  

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