hit and run

Chapter 72

I stood there. Standing and looking around at everyone around me smiling with wide eyes. All these perfect smiles. Everything was perfect. It was all white, in a huge field. Today was the day, and I was getting married, it was supposed to feel complete. It was supposed to be perfect, but instead, it felt wrong. Nothing about this was perfect, nothing about this meant anything to me.

It was all wrong. I looked down at the aisle, where my future wife was supposed to be walking down but that was wrong too. No one would stop smiling but I couldn't. I was terrified, I kept looking around for my escape. I needed an escape. So I ran, I kept running and I didn't look back.

I ran through the large field and to the person wearing all white just at the end of it. I was running to her, the person I loved most.

She wore a white flowing dress, a flower crown in her long brown hair. She held a white rose between her small fingertips. I ran like my life depended on it, I ran as fast as I could to her but she was so far away. She turned toward me and smiled waving her hand and I smiled back.

The pressure on my lungs wasn't even something I was worried about. I just kept running and didn't stop, but then she stopped waving. And her smile was gone, and then I blinked and she was gone altogether. I was now running to the wrong person, and as we came close together, I could see a single white rose in the huge field.

"Justin." He jumped. His eyes squinted open as he looked down at the girl laying on his chest. He held her tightly, unwillingly to let her perfect frame go. Just a dream, he thought to himself. That was all it was, he clutched onto her, his reality and held her close in his arms.

"Morning." He mumbled and kissed the top of her head.

She smiled and cuddled into his arms where she knew she belonged. She had just woke him up from a nightmare, something she'd been doing almost every day since her birthday. He said it was the stress. Soon enough there would be a lot of big steps the two of them would be taking toward their future together.

One being her meeting his mother in a few weeks, and the other his new job. She wanted to relieve some of his stress, first offering not to go to his mother's and waiting a little while longer but he assured her he'd be fine and that he wanted the two to meet.

She had finished her exams, passing every single one with little to no effort what so ever. It had been three days since then. And now she was going to graduate. She was more than nervous, and she was a little upset at Justin for making her wake up. She wanted to hold on to a few more moments of her high school life. But she knew that it was bound to happen.

He was as excited and nervous as she was. He hadn't been to a high school graduation since his own four years ago. He still remembered the day, like it hadn't happened so long ago, which it hadn't it only felt that way. He remembered the preparation, for the valedictorian speech. Of course he wasn't valedictorian, he was only second in his class not first but still, he had to stay up to help prepare the speech.

He thought back to those days. How different everything was, but still so much more complicated than things were now. There was nothing he missed about his high school days or teenage years. He was proud of the person he had become and didn't want to go back to the person he was before.

Of all the things he had to be proud of Isabella Clowinsky was by far the best thing he'd ever accomplished. And accomplish meaning, he'd gotten to know that girl at the club in Malibu and made her his forever. Sure they weren't married, but he and her both knew it was just a matter of time before they would be.

A soft knock caused both of them to turn their attention to Bella's room door, where her mother slowly opened it and peeked her head in. She was smiling wildly because she was just as proud and excited as Justin was for her daughter. Almost all her children graduating in the same year was something she was more than proud of.