“I don’t want to see you, or be with you. I just wanted you to know you are not running away, because there’s nothing left here for you to run from.” With each word, my thoughts of our someday are vanishing. Jake is throwing in the towel on us.
“Have a good life, Becca.” He turns, walking out of the same door he had only just come through, leaving me alone.
Instead of doing what ‘Becca’ usually would and fall to the floor at the loss of Jake, I turned and boarded my plane. It wasn’t about fight or flight. It was about survival. I’m fighting this time, but I won’t fight for someone who doesn’t want me in his or her life. I will fight for me. For my future with my art, and for the Becca I have become. I won’t continue to be the shell of the girl I was. I’m done being lonely and broken. I’m leaving and I’m never coming back. Its time for me to become missing.
Epilogue
Becca
Standing in the room, I pace. How did this happen?
“Charlotte, what am I going to do if I’m right?” I say, hoping my cousin will have some wise words of wisdom.
“You will deal. You’re not the same girl you were when you left Thunder Bay.”
I left my home, family, Jake, and Keegan, three months ago. I left without notice, telling few where I actually am. Those who do know where I am aren’t telling anyone. I needed this.
At the time, everyone thought I was being overzealous but the change and success I’ve had has shown everyone that I can be the person I want to be without needing to be taken care of. I just hope that for once I’m wrong. That I won’t be tested on how strong I really have become and far I’ve come. I still have so much I want to do, but this might change that.
“It’s time,” Charlotte says.
Looking down, I read the word that has just changed my entire life.
Pregnant.
THE END
About the Author
Look for Gracie in the trees enjoying nature's wonders, traveling to see the latest animal conservations, or at aquariums all around the world. This girl loves nature and all animals. She has many pets and is always adding new additions. The more the merrier in her mind. Sitting under the shade reading a book, letting the world around her pass by, while she is safe in her bubble of imagination. Well that is where she'd love to stay. She is a softball player, can be talked into the occasional Karaoke and loves going out to dance. She is a first generation Canadian living in Ontario. Her family is from Scotland, so finding her in the hot sun for very long is unlikely, but give her rain and thunderstorms and she's golden.
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