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


11. Party Time

Luke's P.O.V

It was perfect night: Party Time. I walked into Nat's farm house in the middle of nowhere. They house was over packed. People everywhere in the district showed up. Everyone had a cup in their hands full of beer. Perfect way to get over this thing I had for Sage.


Nat came up with a cup for me and a lazy drunken smile. She wore a tank top that was two sizes too small and short shorts, even in this weather. She gave me the cup and pressed her lips to mine messy.


This should feel right but it doesn't. I loved these types of things: messy, meaningless, drunken fun. But this time, it felt off. Nat's kisses felt off. Everything in this world since Sage became part of my life again was messed up.


I took the beer and chugged it down. Maybe I won't feel like this if I was drunk. I  chugged down about three beers and still felt the same. I walked through the crowed with girls on my heels. I just needed to get out of the house. I was almost out the back door when Nat found me. She smiled and grabbed my shirt.


She took me up the stairs into her room. It was still loud in here. You could still hear the music from down stairs. My head was spinning from chugging so many drinks. I could have sworn there was two Nat's. She sat me down on her bed and started to kiss me. It was sloppy and messy and I didn't enjoy it like I use to at all. I pushed her off of me and stood up.


"What?" She asked ticked off.


"I'm not in the mood Nat." I said then walked out.


I got out to my car and sat in it. There was no way I could drive like this. I didn't have anyone to call and come help me either. Or did I. I pulled out my cell and called Sage.


"Hello?" She asked in a muffled tone like she had been crying.


I was going to ask her if she was okay but I needed to et out of here, "453 Clear Water View. Please come get me."


"Are you drunk Luke?" She asked.


"OH HELL NO! HE BETTER NOT BE DRUNK, I WILL KILL HIM!" I heard a voice in the background say. Oh hell. It was Gwen. What was Gwen doing here.


I was about to say something else but the sudden urge to be sick hit me. I opened the door and throw up. I could hear Sage freak out in the phone then hang up. I think that she is coming but I'm not for sure. I shut the door and wipe my mouth.


I lay the seat back in my jeep and stare at the ceiling. I start to think about the letter Samuel wrote to me. I got it the night he died. He asked Sage to give us a moment alone. He slipped me the letter and said that it was important I read that after he passed.


I opened the letter to read that he knew that I still liked Sage, not liked her but loved her. That he has known that I have always loved her and that the truth was the night we did what we did, I wasn't drunk like she was, I was sober. I knew what I did was wrong but I wanted Sage to myself and I thought after that she would like me and not Samuel, I was wrong. It made her want him even more. Then the letter said that Sage and I belonged together that it wasn't Gods plan for him and Sage but for me and Sage, a second chance. Bullshit. Sage and I were too different to be together. She didn't love me. She loved Samuel. She would never feel the same way about me. She basically hates me.


I heard a tap on the window. I slid up to see Sage's face. Even with the messy bun and ragged clothes, she still looked amazing. She carefully moved me to the other seat and got on the drivers side.


"This is my baby, don't hurt her." I slur.


"I won't. Just relax. I'm taking you back to my place. Your grandma can't see you like this. My mom isn't home and neither is my brother. You can sleep it off." She said calmly.


It was really quiet for awhile. I could feel myself drifting off but I didn't want to. I wanted to look at Sage and talk to her. I had to ask her something.


"Did you ever sleep with him?" I asked.


Sage's face didn't change as she said, "No."


"Never?" I repeated.


She shook her head but kept her eyes on the road. She didn't look at me at all. That's all I wanted to know so I let my eyes close. I fell asleep to the sounds of her breathing and the heater. It sounded good. It made me feel peaceful. Or maybe it was because I was just too drunk. Who knew.


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