Coming Home: Introduction
Coming home was a tough decision to make, especially when you ran away from your past. I've never thought of coming back, like ever. But something tells me that I should. My plane just landed, it feels like flipping an old page in your book of life. Now's the time I should face what I left behind.
Stepping out of the plane, the humid breeze of Jakarta touches my face. Seeing this airport after 5 years, it has change, a lot. It seems more futuristic that it was, I remember it used to look like a traditional house with the wooden and bronze ornaments.
The immigration and baggage claim was a blur, I was nervous to meet my family. They haven't heard from me for 5 years. What will they think about me? Have they been searching for me? Do they still care about me? Questions were running through my mind.
"Hey," someone patted my back, bringing back to reality. The voice was too familiar, I would recognize this voice anywhere. I turned around and saw the person from my past. Someone I loved and missed for a long time. It was my ex boyfriend, Zach.
"Hi," I replied faking a smile. All the memories and feelings of him came rushing back in an instant. I never got over him, he was the only one I love after all of these. But back then I have no choice but to run and leave everyone behind.
"You're finally back! Where have you been? Hello there..." he said waving his hand in front of my face.
"Sorry, I was lost in thoughts. I was in London for the last 5 years. I'm good, how 'bout you? Where were you from?" I replied smiling admiring his facial structure. I missed his beautiful emerald green eyes looking at my black ones. His jawline and nose was more structured than before. He has this amazing heart-melting smile. Oh, how I missed that smile of his. His hair, no words could explain how perfect his hair was, it was dark brown and messed up all in the right places.
"I'm really good. I just got back from an event in Bali. I was suppose to come back tomorrow but I missed my girlfriend so I come back early." He smiled. At first I thought he was talking about me, but then I realize that he got a girlfriend already. I mean like, why would he wait for me, he's a famous actor and singer, he could get any girl he wanted. My heart felt heavy like it's been stab by a knife a lot of times. "So, how bout you? Do you have a boyfriend?" he questioned.
"Oh, yeah, of course. He's in London." I lied. "I'm sorry, I would love to stay and chat, but I need to go." I continued and smiled at him.
"Yeah, yeah sure, we'll meet again sometime? I would love to catch up with you," He stated and giving me a piece of paper with his number and I smiled at him. I was about to leave grabbing my suitcase and about to walk away. But he stopped me, holding my arm and sliding his arms to my waist giving me a heart-warming hug. My arms were quickly wrapped around his neck. I miss his hugs. His scent of masculine brought back memories of the past. Sometimes I wish I hadn't leave, so I won't have lose him. He was the best thing that's ever been mine and now I lost it.
"I'll see you again, Cam," he smiled at me.
"You too, Zach," I whispered back at him. Then I got inside the taxi and left.
AN: Hey guys, I know it's been a long time since I updated my story, but summer's near so I will probably upload pretty soon. I'm looking forward to this story. Go and follow this story. Please write a review about anything or about this book, I've missed you guys, thank you for supporting me and my stories I love ya all! -Regina