Here's to the Night
Here's to Goodbye
It’s our last night of freedom and where do we spend it; the beach. I get out of Matt’s beat up Mustang, still wearing my graduation gown. A sigh escapes my lips as I open up the gown, revealing the short white dress my mom picked out for me to wear. Matt looks over at me and smiles; a smile that exposes his less the hardcore dimples.
“This is it.” He says as he makes his way over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist. Any other time I would fee happy and content; this time it’s different. This is surreal; this is our last summer together before I head out to Boston with my best friend Gretchen.
“Can we please not think about that tonight?” I beg him, “Matt this isn’t forever. I do plan on coming back to California. There is nothing in this world that can keep me away from you and the beach and our friends.” I assure him as I wrap my arms around his neck.
“You say that now but you’ll meet someone out there and they’ll sweep you off your feet and you’ll forget about everyone.” He says, pushing me away.
“Are we seriously fighting about this, right now?” I question him, “Are you seriously thinking that I’ll let anyone come between us? Matt, you know me better than that. We’ve been best friends since we were in diapers and we’ve been dating since like the first grade! Who meets their soul mate at the tender age of six?”
“No one but maybe that’s the point.” He mutters as he adverts his eyes from mine. “Kris, you’re an amazing girl and you’re going to find someone out in Boston that’ll make you happy.”
“And how do you know this?” I ask, my voice cracking with each word, “Matt, you make me happy. You’ve always been the one that made me happy and I’m not going to let some trust-fund kid in Boston change my mind about you.”
Just as Matt is about to open his mouth Brian, Gretchen, Jimmy and Zacky speed into the beach’s parking lot; tires squealing as they turn in.
“FREEDOM!” Jimmy yells, causing the two of us to snap our heads in the direction of our friends. Jimmy and Brian are already drunk beyond saving and you can tell as the clumsily run towards the water.
Gretchen gets out of the car and walks over to me; a frown forming on her lips, “You ok?”
I muster up a fake smile and nod my head, “I’m fine; go on with the guys, I’ll be down in a minute.” She simply nods her head before walking down towards the beach with Zacky right behind her.
I turn towards Matt and look at him with a stern look on my face, “We’re going to talk about this later on. I want tonight and the rest of the summer to be filled with happiness and memories; you got that Sanders?”
A smirk forms on his lips as he pulls me into a hug, kissing the top of my head in the process, “whatever you say Valentine…”
Present Time
“Mommy!” A shrill five year old girl voice screams as she runs into my office followed by her father.
“Hey sweetheart!” I smile as I scope her up into my lap, hugging her tightly. “How was your weekend with Daddy?” I ask her.
“We went to a baseball game!” She happily squeals. “Then Daddy took me out for ice cream every night.”
“Hey, I thought that was suppose to be a secret?” Brad, my ex-husband, asks our daughter after he catches me glaring at him.
“Sorry Daddy!” She cutely says, trying her best to feign an innocent face.
“Remember you don’t have to catch her next weekend.” I remind him as I play with our daughter’s dark brown hair.
“Where are you guys going anyway?” He asks, taking a seat on the edge of my desk.
“My high school reunion is this year and I figure she’d like to spend time with her grandparents while I catch up with people I honestly don’t want to even talk to anymore.” I reply.
“Do you think he’s going to be here?” He asks, referring to my high school sweetheart.
“Who knows.” I shrug, “I could honestly care less…”
**
“How can you not be excited to see the guys again?” Gretchen asks me as she helps me pack for my trip. “Matt was the love of your life and Jimmy was like your brother.”
“I can’t face the facts that I lost everyone when I moved out here.” I reply, “I lost Matt and I lost Jimmy forever. I can’t even tell him how proud I am of him and how much he meant to him. I couldn’t even go to his funeral, I feel like a horrible best friend.”
“You’re not a horrible friend.” Gretchen tries to reassure me, “you wanted a life outside of the bubble; you’re not a bad person for that.”
“No, I just did everything Matt said I would.” I bitterly mutter as I continue to pack my suitcase. This going to honestly be a vacation from Hell. I can already tell…
“This is it.” He says as he makes his way over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist. Any other time I would fee happy and content; this time it’s different. This is surreal; this is our last summer together before I head out to Boston with my best friend Gretchen.
“Can we please not think about that tonight?” I beg him, “Matt this isn’t forever. I do plan on coming back to California. There is nothing in this world that can keep me away from you and the beach and our friends.” I assure him as I wrap my arms around his neck.
“You say that now but you’ll meet someone out there and they’ll sweep you off your feet and you’ll forget about everyone.” He says, pushing me away.
“Are we seriously fighting about this, right now?” I question him, “Are you seriously thinking that I’ll let anyone come between us? Matt, you know me better than that. We’ve been best friends since we were in diapers and we’ve been dating since like the first grade! Who meets their soul mate at the tender age of six?”
“No one but maybe that’s the point.” He mutters as he adverts his eyes from mine. “Kris, you’re an amazing girl and you’re going to find someone out in Boston that’ll make you happy.”
“And how do you know this?” I ask, my voice cracking with each word, “Matt, you make me happy. You’ve always been the one that made me happy and I’m not going to let some trust-fund kid in Boston change my mind about you.”
Just as Matt is about to open his mouth Brian, Gretchen, Jimmy and Zacky speed into the beach’s parking lot; tires squealing as they turn in.
“FREEDOM!” Jimmy yells, causing the two of us to snap our heads in the direction of our friends. Jimmy and Brian are already drunk beyond saving and you can tell as the clumsily run towards the water.
Gretchen gets out of the car and walks over to me; a frown forming on her lips, “You ok?”
I muster up a fake smile and nod my head, “I’m fine; go on with the guys, I’ll be down in a minute.” She simply nods her head before walking down towards the beach with Zacky right behind her.
I turn towards Matt and look at him with a stern look on my face, “We’re going to talk about this later on. I want tonight and the rest of the summer to be filled with happiness and memories; you got that Sanders?”
A smirk forms on his lips as he pulls me into a hug, kissing the top of my head in the process, “whatever you say Valentine…”
Present Time
“Mommy!” A shrill five year old girl voice screams as she runs into my office followed by her father.
“Hey sweetheart!” I smile as I scope her up into my lap, hugging her tightly. “How was your weekend with Daddy?” I ask her.
“We went to a baseball game!” She happily squeals. “Then Daddy took me out for ice cream every night.”
“Hey, I thought that was suppose to be a secret?” Brad, my ex-husband, asks our daughter after he catches me glaring at him.
“Sorry Daddy!” She cutely says, trying her best to feign an innocent face.
“Remember you don’t have to catch her next weekend.” I remind him as I play with our daughter’s dark brown hair.
“Where are you guys going anyway?” He asks, taking a seat on the edge of my desk.
“My high school reunion is this year and I figure she’d like to spend time with her grandparents while I catch up with people I honestly don’t want to even talk to anymore.” I reply.
“Do you think he’s going to be here?” He asks, referring to my high school sweetheart.
“Who knows.” I shrug, “I could honestly care less…”
**
“How can you not be excited to see the guys again?” Gretchen asks me as she helps me pack for my trip. “Matt was the love of your life and Jimmy was like your brother.”
“I can’t face the facts that I lost everyone when I moved out here.” I reply, “I lost Matt and I lost Jimmy forever. I can’t even tell him how proud I am of him and how much he meant to him. I couldn’t even go to his funeral, I feel like a horrible best friend.”
“You’re not a horrible friend.” Gretchen tries to reassure me, “you wanted a life outside of the bubble; you’re not a bad person for that.”
“No, I just did everything Matt said I would.” I bitterly mutter as I continue to pack my suitcase. This going to honestly be a vacation from Hell. I can already tell…
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Reposting this and going to try and update it. Thank God I still had it posted on the Avenged Sevenfold mini site.