After setting a bottle of pills and a glass of water on Isaiah's bedside table, I scribble out a quick note telling him to call me when he's not hungover; telling him we desperately need to talk.
Before I can stop myself, I walk over towards the right side of the bed. Isaiah is out cold when I slowly lean down and kiss him on the forehead.
"I'll fix this okay?" I whisper. "I just need you to be a smidge forgiving, because I made a horrible mistake; but you love me right?" I reach out and swipe some of his hair off his forehead.
After watching him for a few moments I go to the front, grab my coat, and head towards my car.
When I start it the gas light come on. My mind buzzes with millions of thoughts as I head toward the gas station.
Maybe I was wrong about the whole thing in high school. Maybe it was a one time thing. He apparently still loves me. Right? He said he did... while crying.
'He was drunk.' I'm inner voice says.
'They say drunk words are sober thoughts.' I argue with myself, getting out of my car to pump gas.
"What do you mean you can't give me a ride?!" I hear someone yell. "You're a taxi company!" He listens to the other side of the line for a moment. "I don't care that there's supposed to be a blizzard, I'm stuck at a fucking gas station!"
The man suddenly looks up and catches me staring. Wait. Is that?
"Meghan?"
"Jer?" I man walks towards me and as he gets closer I realize it is indeed Jeremy. "Hi." I smile at him.
"Hey," He pulls me into a hug. "It's been so long."
"Over three years." I tell him.
You see, when Jeremy and I were going to Harvard together, after he got over his crush on me and I got over him kissing me; we became good friends.
He was incredibly sweet, and helped me continue nursing my heartache since Mia wasn't there.
"If you need a ride somewhere, better hurry and get in my car." I tell him, pulling away and looking at the snowfall. It's definitely going to start coming down quicker and he shouldn't have to be stuck at a gas station.
"Really? The nearest hotel would be great if it's not too much trouble."
"Hotel?" Last I knew his parents lived near here.
"I'm surprising my parents tomorrow so, I'm staying at a hotel for the night." He explains.
"Oh," I nod. "Well, there's no reason for you to have to stay at a hotel. Mia and I have a nice pullout couch at our apartment." I wink at him and he chuckles.
"You sure?"
"Yeah, Mia will be glad to see you." I grin. Mia may not have like him at first but she eventually learned to enjoy his presence.
"Then I guess I'll take you up on your offer."
We fall into a silence until we get to the apartment.
"You live here?" He asks, his lip curling at the run down apartment building.
I shrug. "It's a place we could afford."
"Meghan, your parents are loaded..."
"They pulled my trust fund when I dropped out of Harvard."
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After Five Years
Romance***UNEDITED VERSION*** A changed/edited version will slowly be put up. Meghan Hume and Isaiah Hunt had the perfect love through high school, the type of love where you just knew they were going to get married and grow old together. But the last day...
