End of the Road: Chapter Three: Flying Head First
From the window of the plane I watched the night stars that shown, like nothing was wrong. I swallowed and tried to focus on the silent tears that were gathering in my brown eyes.
"What are you going to do?" I asked myself; since I'd been on tour with Shane since I graduated I hadn't gone to college but had planned to after the tour ended in a few weeks. I'd been accepted to Denver University and had planned to live there during the week and fly back whenever I could. But I couldn't go there now, he'd know and come looking for me.
"Are you okay?" the brown haired girl sitting next to me asked.
I bit my lip and glanced down at my grubby converse to make sure that I had my expression under control before I looked up at her. She smiled timidly and gave me an awkward side hug when she saw the tears in my eyes.
"I'm Macy Johnson." She said by way of introducing herself and looked at me expectantly.
"Mitchie Torrez."
"Well it's nice to meet you Mitchie Torrez. So are you going home, visiting relatives, vacation, or fleeing an assassination attempt." Macy said looking totally serious and I couldn't help but chuckle at her humor.
"Fleeing an assassination attempt, definitely. How'd you guess?"
"Well this may shock you but Montana isn't exactly a tourist attraction. So, I figured you weren't vacationing, if you're from Montana or visiting relatives you'd have a warm coat since its January, and assassination is the only thing that makes sense after that."
I blushed and looked down at my navy colored American Eagle hoodie that I'd grabbed on my way out of the apartment.
"What about you, why are you headed to Montana." I asked to turn the attention away from myself.
"I live there; my family owns a cattle ranch."
"Oh, so like cowboy hats and spurs and stuff."
"Something likes that. I was in L.A. for the rodeo actually."
I nodded remembering hearing about the rodeo but the tour prep and stuff had made it too hard to get over there, and to be honest it really didn't interest me.
"So are you like a rodeo queen?"
"Well I used to be but I won the state title once so now I just do the barrel racing and roping now."
I wasn't surprised that she had won a state title in a beauty contest, Macy was absolutely beautiful. Her brown hair fell in waves to her small waist and it looked like she had the classic hourglass figure that all the other girls in the world worked so hard to achieve. Her face was flawless with a button nose, freckles, and gray green eyes that looked to amazing to be real. She smile lit up her face and the faded jeans and t shirt that she wore showed off her figure without looking slutty or like she was trying to attract attention.
"How old are you anyways?" Macy asked me as she pulled a magazine out of her purse.
"I turned 19 in August. What about you?"
"Oh so close but I just turned 20 a few days before Christmas."
It might be nice to have someone that's the same age but then again I had no idea where I would be tomorrow so it didn't really matter if I knew someone that I might never see again.
A flash of light on my right eye instinctively caused me to duck my head to avoid what I thought was a camera flash.
"Are you okay?" Macy asked
"Umm yeah I just thought that I saw a camera flash and it startled me."
"Oh maybe it was just someone taking a picture of themselves and their friends." Macy said attempting to comfort me. She looked concerned as to why a simple camera flash would startle me so badly.
I racked my mind desperately in an attempt to find a topic that would take the focus off of me and my weird reactions to camera flashes (when you walk through a crowd of 100 paparazzi all flashing their camera at you, its natural to become sensitive to flashes)
"Your ring is beautiful!" I exclaimed when I caught sight of the glittering band on her hand. ( link in profile, so is the link to Mitchie's ring)
She blushed, "My boyfriend gave it to me he says it's until he can get me an engagement ring but my mama says that's it's the same thing." She seemed so happy and her slight drawling accent makes her seem so innocent and in love with the man who had given her this ring.
"Who's your boyfriend?" I asked wanting to hear about someone else's happiness instead of drowning in my own misery.
She didn't reply, only pointed to the man who was walking down the plane aisle towards our row of seats.
This guy was hot! Not as hot as Shane to me, but to other girl around the world he was. He had sun streaked blonde hair that barley brushed his eyelashes, blue eyes that were so vivid it was hard to imagine looking into them for long periods of time were complimented by a light sprinkling of freckles that almost seemed to match Macy's. Even through his shirt you could see the muscles in his arms and his face seemed to glow from the inside when he saw Macy.
Macy smiled and turned to me, "This is Logan, my boyfriend. Logan this is my new friend Mitchie."
"It's nice to meet you Mitchie." Lagan said as he slid into the seat.
"It's nice to meet you to Logan." I said and sank lower into my seat.
He nodded and slipped his hand into Macy's.
We sat in a comfortable silence for a while.
"So where are you headed in the state?" Logan asked me.
"Honestly I have no idea"
"Where are you going to stay?"
"I have no idea."
"Why don't you come back to my ranch, and we can figure it out in the morning."
I bit my lip again, as nice as that sounded I didn't want to impose and id heard all of the stories about ranches that were going bankrupt and stuff. I would have felt horrible if id made it harder on a family
"Thank you but I don't want to impose or anything."
"Oh don't be silly it's really not a problem, besides my mom would be horrified if she knew so you're coming with us whether you want to or not." Macy said with a simple shrug of her shoulders, like I wouldn't argue and that she wasn't used to people disagreeing with her.
Logan rolled his eyes but still smiled fondly at his girlfriend.
"Macy is used to people taking orders and not questioning, even when she was little and the ranch hands that were 10 years older did what she said, but then again she had them so tightly wrapped around her little fingers that would think they were her parents."
I sighed as Macy nodded her head, "Embarrassing but true, so your coming back with us whether you want to or not."
I agreed knowing that there was no way to get out of it and closed my eyes in hopes that the flight would soon be over.
The frosted air bit into my L.A. tanned cheek as I stepped on to the tarmac at a small airport in Great Falls, Montana. I looked around and something inside of me just snapped. I couldn't stop the silent tears that rolled down my cheeks. This place was so small it would have fit inside one terminal in L.A. This was insanity, how could I live without Shane?
He was my life, the one who I saw when I imagined being married and having a family and I'd left; abandoned the future that I'd been dreaming of for the last two years, since Shane and I had first kissed at the end of Camp Rock. Memories rolled back through my mind.
"Mitchie Torrez, I love you." Shane said. We were lying on the beach with the stars twinkling above us. My head had been resting on Shane's chest as I stared at our entwined hands.
"Shane, I love you too." I said as I turned to face him.
"Does this mean you'll wear my ring?"
I furrowed my eyebrows, a ring like engagement ring? I freaked out a little inside.
"Shane we've only been dating a year I'm 17 and your career and why are you laughing at me?"
"It's a Promise ring Mitch, not an engagement ring."
I looked away a little embarrassed that I'd jumped to a conclusion that he hadn't. I mean he probably didn't even want to marry me, I was turning into one of those silly girls that believed in fairy tale and prince charming and stuff…..
Shane cut off my rambling thoughts with a kiss.
"Mitchie it's a symbol of my intent to marry you in the future."
"Oh then yeah I'd love to wear the ring of the man that I love."
He smiled and pulled a velvet box out of his right pocket and slipped it onto my left ring finger.
"Mitchie, Mitchie? You there?" I snapped out of my thoughts as Macy pocked me in the shoulder.
"You ready to go?"
I nodded even though inside I was unsure and scared, Macy and Logan started to walk towards the building and I followed ready to face my future.
Sorry to anyone (if anyone is reading) that I haven't updated in so long, my youngest brother was diagnosed with stage 2 Acute Leukemia and so I've been in and out of the hospital for the last couple of weeks and make up work, attempting to make sports practices, and taking care of my other siblings haven't left a lot of time for sleep let alone fan fiction. I am trying thought to keep the story going but please understand that it's hard to find the time but chapters are coming. If anyone has ideas or such for the story feel free to share in a review or message so….. yeah.
-Annastacia Foster
