I stood in front of the mirror and stared at my reflection. Adam would pick me up any minute now. I was hoping we weren't going to some fancy restaurant because I looked far from good enough, wearing blue jeans and a white shirt with a silver cardigan over it.
My phone chimed and I quickly picked it up from my bed.
Adam: [ I'm outside ]
I took a deep breath and grabbed my bag before rushing down the stairs. I opened the front door and saw him leaning back on the gate. He was wearing dark jeans and a black shirt with a grey jacket on top. He was looking down at his phone, so I took that moment to admire his beauty.
How could anyone cheat on someone like him?
I immediately felt ashamed for thinking that because it doesn't matter how attractive someone is, nobody should be cheated on. Nobody deserves that level of disrespect. Nobody deserves to wonder why they weren't enough.
He finally looked up and smiled at me. "Hey."
"Hey, you're right on time."
"Always," he stated proudly, and I playfully rolled my eyes at him.
"How's your brother doing?" he asked me as we walked over to his car.
"The doctors said he'll be released in a few days. His ribs will take longer to heal but he's getting better now."
I stared at his black Cadillac in awe as he opened the passenger door for me. "Wow," I whispered to myself.
"Its my dad's car," he said, walking over to the driver's side and getting in. "I'm planning to buy my own after I graduate," he added starting the engine.
"That's great," I said, looking out the window. "I have a driver's license but I can't afford to buy a car. Especially this type."
"Why? You're taking a business course right?" I nodded. "I'm sure you'll be able to find a stable job with good payment."
"I'm not so sure about that..." I drifted off, looking at him from the corner of my eyes.
"C'mon, I believe in you," he said with a look of reassurance.
"Thanks."
The rest of the ride was silent, the only sound being a low song playing through the radio.
A feeling of uncertainty washed over me. I was worrying over doing something wrong early on, that would once again lead me to disappointment. I wanted to believe in myself again, to believe that I am worthy of love and happiness.
For the last few days, I've been trying to convince myself that I didn't want a relationship anymore, because I didn't want to acknowledge the pain. And because it was easier to just ignore the whole thing and stuff those emotions deep inside me.
But now I understand that repressing my desires was only causing me more pain than good. I'm better off admitting that I truly do want an amazing relationship filled with love, and maybe that's the first step to move on.
I still believe I need to be on my own for a while, but I really hope Adam and I can become close friends.
He pulled over as we arrived in front of a small building. There was a glowing sign written in bold letters but I had never heard of the name before. I wanted to ask where he brought me, but I didn't want to seem impatient so I just followed him inside.
I looked around the place as we passed the entrance door. It wasn't too crowded but people were on every corner sitting in groups. Music was playing in the background and a few bartenders were rushing around to service the customers with drinks.

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Letting him Go (short story)
Short Story[Completed] "Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together." A short story of how two brokenhearted people found each other. 2018