I walk down the stairs slowly. When I reach my living room I don't see my dad. Where I is he? I don't really care, but there isn't very many places he could be. He knows I have to leave by 4. I walk in the kitchen, to the fridge and scan it. I grab 2 eggs, some sausage, and the butter. I walk over to the stove and pull out 2 pans from underneath. I set one of them on the front right burner and the other one on the front left burner. I turn the knob so the burners are set to 200. I grab a bowl and crack the eggs. I walk back to the fridge and grab the milk to mix with the eggs. I mix it and pour it in the right pan. Then I put 2 sausage links on the other pan. I butter some bread and put it in the toaster. It isn't really time for breakfast, but who cares. Its my first meal of the day. Once everything s done I put it all on a big white plate and enjoy my big breakfast. My eggs do not taste as good as Josh's. Josh. The only person I have ever loved. I have to say goodbye to him today. I will not be able to see him for a year and a half. My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of 2 cars pulling in my driveway. I hear my dad come down the stairs. He must have been in his room. He beats me to the door.
"I'm guessing you have 2 visitors coming to say goodbye."
"Yes and you are going to let me say goodbye whether you want to or not," I growl.
He doesn't say anything. I won. He walks away from the door to go sit down. They do not even knock. Josh and Christina burst in and before I know it we are all hugging. I am in the middle of the hug, squished by the 2 of them, but I don't mind.
"Kara," they say at the same. They let me go, but Josh holds on to my hand.
"Hey," a few tears flow down my face.
"Don't cry," Josh says.
"Yeah... god Kara. I'm gonna miss you," Christina has a few tears roll down her cheeks too.
"I'm gonna miss you guys too," I feel a pain in my chest. Leaving them is like leaving a piece of myself behind. It hurts like hell.
"I love you," is all Josh says.
"I love you too," I smile a little at the words.
"Come on lets go sit," Christina suggests. We are probably making her feel weird.
We walk into the kitchen and take a seat at the table. I sit between the 2 of them.
"So you 2 are dating?"
"Yeah, for a whole 2 days," Josh sighs an shakes his head. He seems agitated.
"If only they weren't filled with so much crying," I sigh too. "I don't want to say goodbye, but its already 2:30 and I'm leaving a little before 4."
Josh pulls me up so I am standing. He brings his face down hard on mine. His lips crush against mine furiously. His arms hold me tightly against him. If only we could somehow be closer. We share the same breaths with our face no more than an inch apart. He pulls me against him again, but this time he rests his head in my hair. My head lays on his chest and my arms are cradled in between our body. This is not like our first kiss or the first time he touched me. This is a kiss to say goodbye. I am crying again, but harder this time. The pain in my chest spreads through my body making me feel like I am dying in so many different ways. He lets me go and I walk to Christina. Our arms wrap around each other in an embrace. I am a few inches taller than her. We rest our heads on each other shoulders. She is crying too. Josh wasn't crying, but the pain is noticeable in his eyes. "I'll find a way to get you out," she whispers just loud enough for me to hear. Then she lets me go.
"I love you guys," I manage to choke the words out. I grab both of their hands and give them a squeeze. Then... I let them go.
"Goodbye," Christina says.
"I'm not going to say goodbye. I'll find a way to see you. And if not I will see you when you get out. Call me when you get there. Call whenever you wanna talk," Josh closes his eyes and a I see a single tear slide down his cheek.
"I will. I promise."
With that they walk out the door. I shut it behind them and slide to the floor, letting it brace me. They're gone. I know it is only a year and a half, but they're gone. That is all I can think about. They are gone and I have know way of seeing them again until I graduate. Because of my dad. I hate him. And my mom for agreeing with him. How could they do this to me? I don't know. I stand back up and walk back upstairs to grab my stuff. I pass my dad, but I do not say a word to him. I don't even look at him. He is dead to me. I put my phone in the bag so I will not forget it. I bring the bag downstairs and set it by the door.
"Come on its 3. We can get there a little early," my dad says from behind me.
I pick up my bag silently and walk out to his crappy gray car. I sit in the passengers seat and throw my bag in the back seat. We pull out of the driveway and watch my house slowly fade away in the distance from the rear view mirror. There is no going back now.
Okay so that was a short chapter. Sorry. I just wanted them saying goodbye to be a separate chapter. I hope you like it so far. Thank you guys for reading this story. It really means a lot! :)