Leila's POV
I grabbed a fistful of my hair, wrapping it up into a bun and spitting out the hairs that stuck to my tongue in the process. Annoyingly, I pulled it out of my mouth and blankly stared at my suit case sitting in the corner of the room.
My eyes lingered on it for a moment before I hopped off my bed and strutted towards it, I pulled out my phone and swiped my finger across the screen. Smiling down at the picture of Reese and I on our first date, his lips on my cheeks and a sheepish smile on my face.
I quickly snapped out of my trance and double checked the time on my phone before slipping it into my back pocket and grabbing a hold of my suit case.
I stumbled down the stairs slowly, not anticipating my migration from this place to a whole new area with people I didn't even know. With a heavy sigh I struggled to carry my suitcase, grunting every time it hit the step on my way down.
When I successfully carried it all the way I walked into the living room and set it down beside the chair my dad was currently slouching against, reading the news paper and sipping on his coffee.
"Dad, I can use some help." I muttered dryly, he peered up from the newspaper, his eye narrowed to slits as he blankly stared at the suitcase then swivelled his eyes towards me before sneering.
"Already told you to call me Frank." He muttered distastefully.
I fought the urge to flip him off, biting down on my bottom lip to suppress myself from swearing at him. As much as I disliked my father I can't disrespect him. I grabbed the handle of my suitcase, giving my so called father a once over before pivoting on my heels and marching out of the house.
He didn't even bother to say goodbye to his only daughter who was now leaving for college. And the best father award goes to, ding ding ding, you guessed it! Definitely not Frank Hart.
Like his emotional abuse wasn't enough he just had to ruin the only thing I had left to love and that was him.
I strutted towards my car and popped the trunk open, lazily I stuffed my suit case inside and slammed it shut before rounding the car and slipping into the drivers seat.
With one last longing gaze at my childhood home, I pulled out of the driveway, leaving behind the house which haunted me for the past four years. Other than that my house stood in a great neighborhood.
Nothing too shady and nothing too fancy
A few pedestrians strolled down the sidewalk and waved goodbye as I zoomed past them, I honked at them in response and smiled at the few friendly people in this neighbourhood who actually acknowledged the fact that I was leaving.
I turned on the radio and flicked through the variety of songs before stopping on the one I loved the most. My fingers tapped against the steering wheel in a rhythmic pattern and my feet as I bobbed my head to the melody that resonated out of the stereo.
My phone suddenly chimed loudly in my pocket, and I contemplated retrieving it since I was one the road, pondering on the fact that it was illegal to drive and be on the phone but it might also be Reese trying to reach me.
With my mind made up I grabbed my phone with my free hand and pulled it out in front of me. Reese's name flashed across the screen and I couldn't help the smile that stretched across my lips.
I accepted the call, placing it on speaker as I placed it onto my dashboard. "Hey, babe." His deep voice resonated out of the phone and I tried to fight the butterflies in my stomach, biting back my smile.
"Hey Reese's pieces." I chuckled softly through the phone, his laughter was loud on the other line and I could somehow sense the playful scowl on his lips at his nickname.
"Do you want me to come meet you before you leave? My shift ends in the next thirty minutes."
"No, I've already left. Do you want me to come see you though?" I asked.
I could practically feel him grinning on the other line as he mumbled a quick yes.
I mumbled a quick okay and love you before ending the call and slipping it back into my pocket.
I pressed down on the gas and zoomed Down the streets, heading straight for the arcade that Reese currently worked at.
You see Reese is my boyfriend, he's twenty years old and we've been dating for two years. He's been there for me through thick and thin and I don't think I'd be able to function in this world without him.
I parked my car outside the arcade and slipped out, slamming the door shut and making sure I locked it up before moving towards the arcade.
I pulled the door open and walked inside, immediately filling my nostrils with the smell of pizza, my belly grumbled at the delicious substance as I scanned my eyes over the dimly lit arcade.
My eyes immediately landed on Reese who was talking to a blonde girl. Her back resting against the mahogany walls and his hands next to her face.
The close proximity between the two was slowly killing me but I knew better to not jump to conclusions.
I shook my head, trying to stop the buzzing in my head from going off and consuming me.
Every time I'm nervous or angry I get this buzz in my head and it wouldn't go away. It would slowly drive me crazy and sometimes I felt like I'd die.
I took long strides towards him, Automatically my presence caught his attention when he pushed himself off the wall and smiled.
I sported my own smile and wrapped my hands around his waist, pulling him into a bear hug and letting his sweet aroma fill up my nostrils.
He pulled away from the hug and chastely kissed my lips before wrapping his hands around my neck one more time and pulling me towards him.
"I'm gonna miss you so freaking much." His raspy voice filled my ears, I smiled and pulled away from the hug.
"It's only like three hours away, you can always visit me or I can visit you."
He nodded and placed his fingers under my chin, tilting my head upwards and crashing his lips down on mine. This kiss however was rough, I'd say it was kinda like a hungry kiss. When he'd do that I knew something was wrong.
He intertwined our tongues and deepened the kiss as his hands trailed from chin and to my waist. I knew something was up.
"What's the matter Reese?" I mumbled against his lips.
He pulled away and frowned down at me, "I don't want you to go." He pouted cutely, I chuckled and ran my finger against his cheek.
"We're not done yet Reese, remember that promise yo-we made." I smiled nervously when his uncertain gaze never left mine.
He nodded and kept his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him and pressing his lips against my forehead. "Of course I remember," he sighed deeply.
I smiled against his hard chest and sighed softly, the warmth of his body soon left mine when he had to get back to work. Even though the college I was going to was only three hours away, I'd still not be able to function without him.
"I guess I'll see you whenever you're free." He smiled down at me, I nodded and shook my head frantically.
He dipped his head down and connected our lips one last time, this time it wasn't rough but filled with passion, sadness and desperation.
He pulled away and pressed his forehead against mine. "Goodbye Lei," he frowned.
I chastely kissed him before mumbling a goodbye, with that I spun on my heels and left the arcade.
I slipped into my car and pulled out of the parking lot and onto the streets.
This isn't an official goodbye.
But why does it feel that way?