Don't Be Afraid to Fly

Chapter One; Ends Lead to New Beginnings

I was so mad. How could he make such a stupid decision? I mean yeah I did break up with him but I had my reasons. Okay so maybe I didn't give him that good of an explanation and he didn't even see it coming and maybe it wasn't the best reason, but I can't help my feelings. When I was with him I was always so happy and he gave me this feeling like butterflies dancing in the pit of my stomach. When he held me I felt so safe and comfortable I never wanted him to let go. He always knew what to say right when to say it and he kept me laughing. The simplest things he did or said made my day complete. When we were laying down and staring into each other's eyes I could feel something I never felt before and it was all too overwhelming. It was like I was falling in love and it scared me. I mean I'm only fifteen I'm too young for love and plus I always taught myself I would never allow myself to get caught in that pathetic love scene. I didn't really believe in love. All my realtionships were about fun and I always knew there had to be an end. I never got too attached to anybody it just wasn't in the cards for me. And he gave me these amazing feelings like I wanted to be with him forever and it made me terrified. And if we so called did fall in love I didn't want to hurt him and that scared me more than falling in love. I knew me and Miley Stewart was not a good person. So I did what I had to do, I got out of it with using the whole cliché breakup line "I think we'd be better off just friends." I mean we were always friends, best friends since we were little and I guess somewhere along we both wanted more so a year ago we got together. It was a great year but it was just too much. I ended it and he went insane. He was never into the whole party scene that was always me and he was always there to save me but when I broke up with him its like his world ended. He went to a party and started this obsession with drugs and drinking like it would help anything. It's like he was-

The cold wind blew into my face interrupting any more thoughts upon this whole situation. Today was one of the chillier nights and I was walking alone with just a faded pair of jeans and simple green t-shirt. If I wasn't as aggravated and frustrated I could probably feel the goosebumps forming along my arms from the cold. But I had a mission to accomplish. I was going to beat the crap out of the jerk who gave him that useless garbage he was taking.

I walked into the all-too-familiar small white shack where most of the parties in this town took place. My blood was boiling and I was ready to freak out on someone. I pushed through the crowd and I saw Shane sitting with a sulken face downing down what looked like his fifth beer of the night with a lit joint in his other hand. His dark brown hair was sweaty and messy, his cheeks were red, his once beautiful chocolate brown eyes were half closed and from what you could see of them they were bloodshot and looking very sad. I walked over to him with no hesitation.

"Shane?" He looked up immediately. "Do you want to tell me what the hell is going on?

"Oh nothing just hanging," I managed to get out through his slurred words.

"Shane what is this? Drinking? Smoking? What has gotten into you! You were so against this and now your just like you swore you'd never be. Why are you doing this? This had got to be the stupidest thing you've ever decided to do!"

"What's it to you? We're over I can do what the hell I want! Now leave me alone!" he shot back.

"No I won't! Shane you're my best friend. Just because we're not dating doesn't mean I don't care about you. Shane I care about you."

"Yeah okay,"

"Don't use that tone with me! It's the truth. I do care about you. Now stop being an irresponsible jerk and stop this shit and let's head back home."

"No, I'm staying. Leave me alone."

"No!" I stood my ground.

"LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!" I have never seen him so angry in my life. I didn't like this side of him. Seeing him like this made me want to cry.

"Shane why are you being like this? You're being unfair. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Whatever!" He started walking away.

"Shane get back here!" I ran after him.

"Didn't I say to leave me alone?"

"Fine Shane I will leave you alone but before can you just tell me who gave you the drugs? Who have you been hanging with?"

"Just a new friend."

"Name?"

"Why?"

"Please Shane just tell me?"

Just then some boy came by. I had to say he was kind of cute and he looked somewhat familiar but I could't quite put my finger on it. He was a little shorter than Shane with short light brown hair and these icy grey eyes. He held a beer in one hand and was greeting Shane with the other hand.

"Hey," he nodded to me.

I just ignored him and stood in front of Shane with my hand on my hips waiting for an answer.

"Shane answer me," I stearnly stated.

"This is Josh and he did."

"Oh so Josh?" He looked at me and his glowing smile faded as he raised his eyebrows.

"And how may I help you?"

"You've been hanging with Shane and letting him start drugs and crap."

"And you point being?"

"That's wrong. Shane's not like that he doesn't do that. Do me a favor and back off and leave him alone."

"He paid and I gave. Not my problem."

"Yes it is leave him alone."

"Ah you must be the ex. Thought so. Didn't you dump him? So just stick to your life okay?"

"No he's stiill my best friend and I care about him."

"Yeah, yeah"

"I do! You know what? You're an asshole."

"And you're a bitch."

I could feel my face getting hot and my fists clenching and then I remembered him. About a year ago me and him were at a party together, and we hooked up. His name was Josh Henderson, his family was rich or his stepdad was. He always had the biggest and best parties ever. He loved to drink, he drank a lot but he didn't do drugs, just sold them. He wasn't the nicest guy ever, he was extremely cocky. I couldn't blame him though, he was extremely good looking and all the girls were always all over him. I'd be surprised if he even remembered me.

"Oh my God didn't I make out with you once?"

"Probably," then his beautiful smiled reappeared.

"Your cute," Did I just say that out loud? Oh God I think I did.

"Your hot," He said getting closer.

All of a sudden I felt this surge of heat rush to my face as his face was just inches apart from me. Shane had passed out nearby, but me and Josh just kept talking. He seemed different that the snotty scumbag I've known him as before.

We sat down and talked some more then he moved closer and gave me the roughest sweetest kiss. I wasn't expecting it.

"Oh I'm sorry," He said realizing my shocked face. "it's just that your so beautiful."

"Aw thank you." He was so swee,t now I was wishing I kissed him back. So we had a rough beginning but things change and he certainly wasn't the asshole I thought he was.

"You certainly know how to make a girl blush." I teased him

"I can't help but saying the truth when I'd never been this close to someone as gorgeous as yourself."

"Oh stop, we made out before havent we?" I teased again and then our lips collided again only parting for oxygen.

When it was getting late he walked me home and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I quickly jot down my number on his hand and walked inside but not before turning back around and smiling at him before I opened my front door.

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