Finally, the day has come. Yeah, today is the day when I have to say goodbye to everything in Detroit. It was a quite tough day for me.
I haven't heard anything from Ryan since we were broken up. I know it feels wrong for my heart to miss him, but I can't deny it, I do miss him. Yesterday, I tried to call him, but just in a second, I hit the hang-up button right away before the dial tone is beeping. That was the moment I realized that I had to take care of my heart. I won't let it break ever again by any deeper wound. After all, there is no call or a message flashing his name on my phone. Well, looks like he clearly avoiding me either. Maybe we just weren't meant for each other. And I have to agree to this.
I sighed, "What a calf-love."
"What are you mumbling about?" Davis showed up from nowhere and made me jump in surprise.
"Ah, nothing." I lied. I made my blonde wavy long hair into a high ponytail then hung the maroon backpack on my shoulders. Hands on hips, "Are we going right now?"
A small smile played on his lips before saying, "Is everything okay, D?"
"Never been better." Super lied.
"So, you're going to leave this Detroit in less than an hour, and ... " he walks toward me in slow motion, like what the heck is he doing. "...your boyfriend never showed up since days ago. Is that called 'okay'?" then stopped his steps right in front of me. He already knew what was going on, I suppose. And he just wants to make sure or hear the whole story from me.
I shrug, "Well, yeah. He's a ... Um, we're ..." actually, I don't think I need to tell him about my personal life, especially my love life, it's totally not necessary, but why on earth he's always like intimidating me. He raises his eyebrows, and those brown eyes were like 'come on Delilah, just spill the bean'. I take a deep inhale, give up, "Okay. We've broken up." As I exhale, I feel like tons of sacks were taken away from my shoulder.
"Oh, I'm sorry baby, come here, I know you need a hug." Okay, now my big brother is giving me a big hug. And slowly tapping on my small back. He's right anyway, I need this. "Why don't you just tell me? You know you can tell me anything. I'm your brother. Don't think of me like a stranger."
"Okay dude, thank you for the hug. But it feels weird. Like, since when was the last time we shared these Teletubbies hugs. Wait, did we ever?" I said, tilting my head because of our height differences which could make my face sink into his chest. "Dave, I can't breathe by the way."
"Oh, sorry, Tiny D. Sometimes I forget that you're so tiny." Finally, he pulled away and I rolled my eyes. I'm not that so tiny anyway. "So, what happened, care to share?"
"Um, we broke up. That's it. I just don't want to talk about it. Besides, I'm totally fine right now." It's true. I just want to get out of here as quickly as possible.
He shrugs, "Okay then. But you know you have me all the time, unless I'm working, don't you?"
"Yeah. That sounds nice of you." I smiled and nodded in agreement. "Shall we go now?"
"Well, are you ready for the nine hours of nonstop flight?" His muscular arm embraces me.
"It's nine?? You said it's six yesterday!" Really, now I'm surprised. I remember Davis said that our flight to Alaska would take six hours long. But now nine?? He must be kidding me.
"Sorry, that was wrong information. But you can just rotate the six, so it turns into nine." He twisted his finger as he said that, it was as if he really rotated the six to nine. Davis then adds, "Actually, it would be eight hours and forty-three minutes. So, it's just close to nine hours, not the real nine."
For serious?? I rolled my eyes, hands in the air dramatically, and headed to the front door. I heard him chuckle on my back. It's not funny at all. I'll be stuck on the plane, for nine hours long from Detroit to Anchorage. This is the longest flight ever in my life! What a flip! But hell yeah, however, I can't do anything to save myself, so just let's do this!!
On the plane, I sat by the window, while Davis has set himself next to me. I feel so comfortable wearing this white sweater, black skinny jeans, and my white sneakers. It's a perfect outfit to have a long flight with the extremely breezing place as the destination. I just need to add the beanie and mittens later.
Honestly, I have no idea what to do in Alaska. I know nobody's around but the one and only Davis. I couldn't even imagine how would the place look like. Also, I have never asked Davis where we are going to live exactly in Alaska, like in which town or the house looks like. Is it near the harbor? The forest? The bear? The halibut? What else, since that's all I know about Alaska. I don't really care. I could live anywhere. But instead of having an annoying neighbor as I had before, if I could, I would choose to live in the woods. That's just much better, isn't it? That's definitely way so much peaceful!
Hour after hour, the plane is in the sky still. I'm starting to feel sore on my back. So, I stretched. I looked around, and it seemed that everybody is sleeping. When I turned to Davis, he must have been drowning in his dream, with his mouth slightly opened. I'm sure those who don't know that he's a doctor, will never figure it out. Because it's very unlikely that the doctor looks this weird. His pretty face is his savior. I chuckle. Hopefully, no saliva comes out of his mouth. Just ew!
I shook my head.
Maybe it would be better for me to join him, to close my eyes. In a few more hours, I'm going to touch down a new stage of my life. With a new place, new people, new circumstances, and new hope. Talking about hope, I suddenly remember my shooting star's wish. Although it sounds completely weird, I still hope that it could come true and I would meet my fantasy. You know, having a little fantasy is good for your mental health. Well, that's my own quote though. I just made it to my own happiness. It's okay if people disagree. Who cares?
Anyway, I'll see you soon, my dear vampire... Am I still crazy? Maybe a little ...