*This chapter is a flashforward meaning I am showing what will happen in 5 years, but don't worry chapter 5 will go back to real time*
-Five years and four monthes later-
The waves of the ocean came up to reach Rory's toes then would race back down to rejoin the water. It had been five years since he was attack and the scar of his surgury was still there on his chest, granted it was almost un-noticable to the naked eye Rory knew it was there. The sun was setting giving Rory's bare chest and green swim trunks a orangish-gold tint making the water drops that covered his body sparkle. "Rory?" Gavin caught his attention drawing it away from the beautiful sunset. "It's your 21st birthday and your spending it alone. Thats not right. Com'on let's go to the pub I'm sure you need a drink."
"I really don't feel like celebrating, Gavin." Rory's accent was home in Ireland with him.
"because?" Gavin inquired as he took a seat in the sand next to me.
"I know it's dumb ,but today five years ago was the absolute worst day of my life..."
"Ironic that's the same time when you left America..." Both Gavin and Rory knew that America wasn't the thing that Rory didn't want to leave. They could have sat there hours or minutes neither of them truely care all they never was by the time they left the beach the sun was completely set. "Oh guys your home!" Gavin's girlfriend, Rina, delightfully said as the front door of there apartment the three of them shared. She came out of the kitchen and noticed both of them without smiles and drinks.
"Rory's feeling a little under the weather today."Gavin slipped his light coat unto a hook and lead Rory to the living room. "Still dude we got you something."As Rory took a seat on the couch in front of a coffee table Rina brought out a small cake no bigger then a plate decorated with black and green icing as a single white candle resided in the middle of the cake.
"Make a wish." Rina smiled as she gave the order.
"Okay." Rory gave back a smile as he thought hard. What did he want? Then with a big breath he blew out the candle.
"What did you wish for?" Gavin asked as he walked in with a knife to cut the cake. Rory smiled and repied simply:
"I can't tell you, because then it won't come true."Gavin chuckled as he accepted the answer. They quickly wolfed down the small cake and as soon as Rory plate was washed and put it away he was off to bed. As he closed his door to his room he slowly took in his whole room. His favorite red hoodie was on the back of his opened closet, and a pair of jeans laid across his floor. He saw his few small footy torphies litter his dresser with a picture of Rory with his Father, Mother, and little brother. Then he noticed his bed had a present he didn't see before. Folded neatly in the center of his bed was a white hoodie, and upon further inspection was nothing but solid white with a red stripe on the one selvee and a black stripe on the other selvee...