Freedom of Both Kinds

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THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER OF THIS BOOK!!!! Yes, there WILL BE A SEQUEL!!!!!

Quietly, I zipped up the last of our suitcases, happiness bursting through my body. Before leaving the room, I turned to the full length mirror, and looked at what I was wearing. My shirt was a corset, hugging my chest nicely, with a layer of criss-crossing laces on the full length of my back and spagetti straps. My skinny jeans were white, a bright contrast against my red and black shirt.

Nick walked in just as i walked out, making me bump into him. "Hey, can I talk to you?"

"Yeah, sure. What's up?"

"Well, Gracie, I- I just-" Nick took a deep breath, and I waited. "Gracie, I feel like there is too much on my hands. I feel tied down, freedom taken away. And now-"

"And now you want the freedom that you desserve. I get it. I guess we can just-"

"No, Gracie, I mean that, i want to do my own things. Live my own life. I think that... we should break up."

"Wha-" Slowly, I regestered the words, while I stared into his eyes. I lowered my gaze as i nodded my head. "Oh. Okay. Um," I blinked back several tears while I watched as the pair of old snearkers leave the room.

I walked out of the door, and the guards saluted me solemnly. I stared at the street with sad eyes, thinking a moment back I was so happy. I felt someone wrap theirs atms around me, and my heart skipped a beat. Turning around, my smile quickly fell, seeing as the arms belonged to Alex.

"I guess this is good bye."

"Yeah, it is." Alex looked at me with puppy-dog eyes, and instantly I knew I would miss him. I gave him a tight hug and I saw Nick coming through the door.

Abruptedly, I launched myself out of his arms, and turned around

"Well, um, I'll miss you." I knew he would, but at the time I didn't care.

Alex started walking just as Nick took a step in front of him.

As I watched both boys part ways, I thought back as to how even though we were in a race against time, not to mention the law, we had fun. Well, I did anyway.

When I turned in the opposite direction as the guys, I thought out loud,

"Well, this is it. Freedom of both kinds."

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