3-2-1 Now Fall in My Arms

"Mrs-"The doctor said walking in the waiting room.

"Is he alive? is he alright?" I started asking a million questions a minute.

His forehead had deep lines.

His eyes full of sadness.

Had he died?

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I slung the suitcase out from under the bed.

It was purple.

With white sketchy diamonds.

It was the first thing Travis ever bought me.

He surprised me by asking me to go on tour with him.

Fuck him.

"Caitie!" He yelled running in our his bedroom.

"Im leaving." I yelled at him.

"Wait a goddamn minute."He yelled coming closer to me.

"What?" I said turning around.

"Please. Caitie. Don't leave. I do love you. Honestly. Why do you think I got your name tattooed on my wrist? Mine is on yours. Caitie don't leave. I never thought it would end like this." He whispered grabing me and putting his arms around shoulders.

"Travis.Im sorry. I can't do it." I said picking up my suitcase and walking out the front door.

I was going to Mary and Gabe's house.

I was going to be there for two days.

I was moving back to Tennesee.

I hadn't been since I left with Mary.

Three years ago.

"Atleast tell me where your going!" He yelled following me outside.

"Fuck you."I yelled climbing into my black convertible mustang.

He stormed back in the house.

I just prayed and hoped he didn't doing anything to harm himself.

He does have a past and it isn't pretty.