Chapter 70 Her mom is sick
Chapter 70 Her mom is sick
Landon….
I have our bags ready, I have the car ready, our plane tickets are here, I already have a reservation at the hotel for us, we won’t be moving to the house immediately, I have to make sure it’s perfect.
Last night was Elara's magical prom night. We shared it in the most beautiful precious way, I could tell something was bothering her but I found out she had a conversation with Dylan, he always finds a way to ruin these things, I was more than glad we never had to see him again after this.
“Elara,” I yelled as I headed into the house. My car was running outside as I walked further in. The house was quiet, the lights were off, yet they left the doors open.
A wave of adrenaline washed over me, and I took a step further into the house
Where is everyone?
She knows we have to leave, I spoke to her hours before I fell asleep, I would have stayed the night, but I had a few things to take care of and there’s no way I am leaving without saying a proper goodbye to my mom, no matter how much Dad won’t like it.
“Clara,” I called, and no answer.
It was a little after ten in the morning.
My blood ran cold.
I marched my way into her room, before I took a step, my eyes wandered around the hallway. I turned on the lights, and it was cold and empty just like the living room
“Is this another one of Clara’s pranks? If it is, it’s not funny because we could miss our flights and I won’t want that, nor will Elara. “ I yelled, no answer again
Where are her parents? Her mom would never let us leave without a proper goodbye.
Fear crawled up my chest as I made my way into her room, it was scattered, that’s not how I left it last night, it was clean and arranged with lots of boxes stationed at one end of the room, but now it was scattered, there were clothes on the ground and there was a glass on the other side of the ground, I could see a gash in the mirror.
What happened here?
I called Elara instantly but it went to voicemail.
Please be safe, please be fine for me.
I need to get the cops, the moment I pressed their number, I placed it against my ears when my eyes caught something on her bed, it’s her journal, she is always secretive about it,
Maybe she wrote something, maybe she left a clue for me.
“911, what is your emergency?” The operator spoke
My chest tightened, today was meant to be great for both of us.
“Uhm I…” my lips quivered, I needed to utter the word yet I could not, I feared to say the words, I couldn’t find my girlfriend, I think the family living here has been kidnapped, there were so many ways to put it.
What if I am overreacting, I can't be, she knows I would be here by this time, I did promise Clara’s room we would all have breakfast together and Mason was supposed to join us, before we leave, it would be like our last meal with each other.
Fuck.
“Sir I can hear you breathing, what is going on?” The operator asked when my hand slipped through the pages and I saw the last entry.
I can’t go to Vermont with Landon.
My lips trembled
I felt my nerves jangling.
As my eyes scanned through the pages
“I’m fine, everything is fine, I’m sorry I called.” I breathed out. “I thought, my girlfriend was missing turns out she is playing a prank on me, I’m sorry I panicked.”
I was trying so hard to calm down, and I did as much as I could.
“Sir this is not-“ I didn’t let her continue, I hung up the call.
The moment I picked up the book, my heart broke
I can’t go to Vermont with Landon, I love Landon but I can’t do this, I lied to myself, I made myself think this is what will make me happy, I was wrong, yes I would be happy with him but this is not my dream. I will shatter if I ever let myself let my drama go, a dream I have worked so hard for, a dream I fought for the world. I almost told him last night and I think Dylan has an idea. I hate to see that smug look on his face when he finds out. I am not leaving with Landon.
I think we can make it work, how do I break his heart? How do I tell him tomorrow I can’t go with him, how do I make him believe even if I choose this, I still love him and I always love him, he means so much to me but arts means a lot more, I could never pick between any of them.
One is like air and the other is my life, I can’t do without any, they both mean so much to me, I know I can have both, I just need to speak to him, I tried to do it last night, I really did, but I feel I didn’t try hard enough, each time he would stare at me, my heart will shatter, my voice will be shallow and fear will grip my heart. I don’t want to be a coward yet I know I can’t lose him.
I-
She didn’t finish writing.
Tears pricked out of my eyes, I felt my heart in my throat as I stared at the words when I flipped through the other pages, how long has she felt like that? Why didn’t she tell me anything? Why? Is that why no one is at home, she left me.
She is a coward, I asked her a thousand times, I told her not to pick because of me, I told her to think hard, and yet she didn’t do it, she told me this is all hers, she told me that, she wanted this, if she had told me sooner. I would have been over it, I would have been happy. I would have found a way for this to happen, but she didn’t tell me.
Fuck fuck fuck
I am so stupid for even believing this, I am even more stupid for even making myself think she would do this.
I have no idea how long I sat on the bed, I have no idea how long I thought about everything, we should be at the dinning table, eating a meal, but no one is at the house, how could they do all do this to me, Clara, her mom, they are not all in the house, they left, how could she even do this without saying goodbye to me.
After everything we have been through, after what I did for her, for this relationship and she will do this to me, she would hurt me.
“How could you do this to me Elara?” I yelled.
Why did she pack the boxes if she knew that she would not be able to come with me? Why did she pretend like it was Dylan that spoiled her mood and when it’s reality it’s all her, fucking Dylan knew before me, everyone knew before me.
I was stupid, I still love her despite all of this, and she did this to me.
I made my way out of her room, a wave of anger washed over me when I felt my phone start to ring, it continued to ring but I didn’t pick up, I know it would be Mason. I didn’t, I don’t want him to be here, I glanced at the caller after the third call when I realized it was Clara.
That made me annoyed, she called over and over again until I could not take it and a curse fell out of my lips.
“What?”
“Where are you?” She yelled. “Elara is losing her mind, her phone's battery is bad, you need to get to the hospital.”
“I’m not in any mood for any pranks Clara. Your friend made a mistake and I don’t want to speak to her at the moment, I promise you I don’t want to.”
“Prank, it’s not a prank and what mistake did Elara make? Anyways that doesn’t matter, her mom is in the hospital, she got into an accident and we got the call this morning, she needed blood and guess who has her blood type?”
Elara.
I didn’t know what to think about this. She still wanted to leave, she still didn’t want to go to Vermont with me
“She needs you, her mom is in a bad shape Landon and I think she may die. The doctors are doing all they can do.” Clara spoke, her voice filled with sensitivity, her mom could die.
Fuck.
I need to be there for her