18 Feb . 7 Min Read . 972
~Angelina Blake~
*11 years ago*
I took one last look at my parents' bedroom to make sure that they were still sleeping before I snuck out of my balcony and into Dee's bedroom.
"Took you long enough" he whispered before getting up and hugging me. I hugged him back immediately before reminding myself of the reason why I'm here.
"So what is so important that you made me sneak out to know?" I said; pulling out of the hug, he did the same before, taking a step back and sitting on his bed with his head in his hands.
"Okay I'm worried Dee what's wrong...?"
He tapped on the seat next to him and I understood what he meant before taking my place. He took a deep breath before he started:
"Angelina... I don't know how to tell you this..." he stopped taking my hands in his and then continued, "We're going back to Italy tomorrow!"
I stood up immediately not being able to process the words that just left my best friend's -aka my crush- mouth...
"W- What di- did you j- just say?" I couldn't even form a meaningful sentence, I was feeling mixed emotions at that moment... I was lost, numb, angry, mad and most of all betrayed!
How could he not tell me before?! He told me that they'll leave next month!!! How could he tell me that he's leaving me tomorrow. TOMORROW!
He rushed towards me and I stopped him by taking one step back.
"Angelo please just listen to-" [Translation: Angel]
"How dare you! How dare you lie to me then come and tell me one day before leaving? One day Damien! One day!" I cut him off.
He was getting angry I did feel it, his brown eyes are getting darker by the second which only means one thing... I'm done.
"If you just listen to me one last time Angelina you would understand why I just bloody told you!" He yelled out at me. I stood there waiting for him to explain cause there's nothing else I could do...
"I found out this morning." He took a deep breath before continuing. "Some emergency came out with my dad's buisness and we have to get back tomorrow! I'm really sorry Angelo, I wanted to be here for your birthday but-"
I cut him off once again, but this time by wrapping my arms around him, engulfing him in a big ass hug. I couldn't help but cry, I tried so hard to hold it in and be strong but...
We stayed wrapped around each other for what felt like an eternity, before he pulled back. His shirt was soaked with my tears, but he didn't care. I couldn't but notice his puffy red eyes which means he was crying too... Before I could say anything he went to his drawer and got out a small box then gave it to me.
I looked at him questionably, with confusion written all over my face.
"I wanted to give you this on your birthday... But since I can't make it... Happy early birthday Angelo!"
The way he calls me Angel in his Italian accent I-Yeah I ended up crying while trying -and failing- to open the box. After he finally stopped laughing at my stupidity he decided to help me.
Succeeding to open it, what I found was the two most beautiful necklaces I ever saw: one of them was a lock and the next was its key.
I looked up to him with my teary eyes to find his arms wide open on the bed. I didn't waste any second! I hopped next to him and hugged him one more time.
"I'll miss you so much Dee... Please come back with your dad soon, I'll be bored without my stupid neighbor!" I said, my sobs getting uncontrollably louder.
"I'll miss you too Angelo... I promise I'll be back again." He finished with a kiss on my forehead then everything went black...
I woke up the next morning in my bed, with a headache and the memories of what happened last night hit me like a freaking tsunami: HE LEFT
I rushed to his house to find a new family settling in and unpacking! They really left... It wasn't a nightmare...
Wait a damn minute... The necklace!
I ran to my room to find the key necklace inside the box with a letter in it written in the goofy handwriting that I would recognize everywhere.
"Dear Angelina, By the time you're reading I probably would've left... I know you're sad and angry at me, that's why this key necklace is a promise from me that we'll meet again someday...
I already miss your gorgeous smiley face, your puppy eyes that make me do whatever you want and your voice...
I love you so much Angelo don't you ever dare to forget that! Till we meet again...
Your best friend, Damian." The worst feeling is when you feel so shit and your mind is all over the damn place that you just want to break down crying on the floor, but your eyes won't form any tears so you just sit there feeling even more shit...