~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~CHAPTER FORTY-ONE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Getting Away From Everything and Everybody~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Only to Run into Someone Else~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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RYAN'S P.O.V
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What Ember was saying just didn't make any sense. Amby getting her ass kicked by herself?
That's just not right but Ember kept insisting that it was true.
She grabbed my arm and pulled me to Amby and she was right. Amby was there, right in front of my eyes, fighting with Amby.
I pulled one of them off the other and Ember knelt beside the other one.
"Amby, are you okay?" Ember asked her, helping her up.
"That's not the real Amby! I am!" The one I was holding yelled.
"What?! No you're not!" The other one yelled.
"Yes I am!" The one I was holding yelled.
Now this was just confusing. They both looked the same. Same hair, eyes, even clothes!
How were we gonna find out which was which?
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MY P.O.V
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Wow. Hannah can really cook. She cooks way better then me or my brother. I burn water for Pete's sake!
Currently, I was lying down on the bed in the spare room. At the moment I had everything I needed. Space, the regular everyday stuff, and quiet. Well, what I would call quiet.
The radio was playing loudly, just the way I liked it. I was listening to my favorite station and I think I was finally relaxed.
...
Well, it was nice while it lasted. Just when I thought that I could forget about everything this love song decides to start playing.
I sighed, got up, and surfed through radio stations.
Ugh. This is just perfect. All the stations were playing stupid love songs. I finally found a station that wasn't playing a love song so I went back to my bed and lied down and closed my eyes.
Then the song ended. And guess what started to play.
A. Stupid. Love song.
I tried to cover my ears with the pillows but it didn't help that the song was stuck in my head. I threw the pillow at the radio and the station changed.
UGH!
This really was not helping my mood.
I turned the radio off and grabbed my IPod from my jeans that I last wore when I was running through that forest.
I plugged my head phones in and pressed shuffle.
"...Until the day I die, I'll spill my heart for you (for you)
Until the day I die, (Until the day I die) I'll spill my heart for you (for you).
Until the day I die, (Until the day I die) I'll spill my heart for you,
Until the day I die,
(Until the day I die)
Until the day I die!"
You've. Gotta be. Kidding me!
Everywhere I go, a love song is playing! This is insane!
I ripped my head phones out of my ears, grabbed a pen and a piece of paper, wrote a note for Chris and his family and why I had to leave then I grabbed all my stuff, threw it all back into the bag that I still had from Luke, zipped it up, and then I ran out of there as fast as I could, using the first escape route I could find.
I ran and didn't stop running for anything. I wanted to be alone and if that meant leaving this whole state then I would do that.
This was all too much. Every step I took only hurt me more. I was isolating myself from the people I loved and at first, I thought it would be easier.
Sure. I knew I would feel pain, but not this much. I couldn't even breath without feeling that stabbing at my chest.
My tears were flowing freely down my cheeks and when I ran into somebody and they caught me, I pounded my fists against them, trying to get free. But no matter what I did, they wouldn't let go.
When I went to hit the person again, they caught my wrist and then my other one. Then I broke down, I fell limp against their body and just cried.
I didn't care that this was probably some sort of stranger or that they were thinking that I was some kind of lunatic, but I truly was broken.
They just held me, letting me sob into their chest. Whoever this was, was really good at calming me down and when I looked up, it was somebody I was never expecting to see again.
Not that I didn't want to, but seeing the intensity in his eyes, the guilt, the sympathy it really did dawn on me that he truly was sorry and I think I was finally ready to forgive him.
His icy blue eyes were so inviting. And when he kissed me, I knew who I wanted to be with.
I really knew and I was positive that this choice was gonna stick.
"Nice skirt." He said, looking down at my legs with a smirk.
Thanks for ruining a moment.
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Author's Note: If you don't know who Jess picked, read the icy blue eyes line again and it should be pretty obvious. If not, well then, go to Pics & Info on Characters and then look at the first page and then find the guy who has blue eyes and lip rings and then, BAM! There's your answer.
