He hung up the receiver, his fingers wrapped around it so tightly his knuckles turned white.
She'd called him at the video store, she was leaving.
He felt sick.
Her Mom couldn't handle the loss of her husband and was moving them all back to Seattle to be with her grandparents.
He felt sick.
She could barely get the words out as she spoke to him, her breathing ragged.
He felt sick.
She was leaving at the end of the week.
"David" Max asked, concern thick in his tone as he took at the boy's distraught look of pain on his face. "David, what's the matter"?
"She's leaving"
"What are we gonna do David" she cried against his shoulder in her pink bedroom surrounded by packing boxes, her fingers gripping his t-shirt tightly, as if clinging onto him for dear life. David's mind raced, hasty decisions being made in the heat of the moment making him dizzy and he wrapped his arms around, pulling her even closer.
"We'll leave. We'll jump on the bike and just keep going" he said, his muscles tensing and relaxing in equal measure, his mind wanting to give in to the undeniable need to run away he's been feeling for the last two weeks as he held her, running his hand over her silken hair.
"What about your Mom, what about Max"? She asked, looking up at him with dark watery eyes that made his heart break and his throat to thicken painfully.
"They don't need me" he ground out. Still not wanting to let her know that his Mom had taken off weeks ago, leaving him to fend for himself now.
"David" she whispered, looking down at the wet patches her tears left on his t-shirt, rubbing at them absent-mindedly.
"Hey, c'mon, we'll just leave, ditch this crap hole town and go somewhere new, just you and me" he said holding her shoulders tightly, tracing circles down her arms, her smooth skin hot under his fingertips.
She looked up into his impossibly blue eyes and her stomach flipped and her heart ached painfully. The thought of leaving him...no, it would destroy her, her life wouldn't be worth living without him, she couldn't be without him, she just couldn't.
"Ok" she agreed, a final tear slipping down her flushed cheek.
"Tomorow, midnight, we'll meet at the end of the Pier" he said, tucking waves of soft, caramel brown hair behind her ears and wiping away the tear tracks from her cheeks, his hands slipping into her hair again.
"Tomorrow, midnight" she agreed, her blood running fizzy through her body.
He quickly pulled her to him, sealing their promise with an urgent kiss, feeling as though he might die where he stood if he didn't instantly feel her lips against his...
David woke in the early hours of the morning, tangled beneath pink sheets. A smile playing at the edges of his mouth as he looked across at the girl lying next to him. Unable to resist running his hands over her bare back, he scooted closer and slid his hands along her warm skin and wrapped his arms around her and kissed her neck softly, waking her gently. Her eyelids fluttered open and she whispered his name, making a delicious shiver run down his spine as he remembered the way she'd whispered his name in his ear not two hours ago.
"I gotta go, sweetheart" he whispered in between placing soft kisses along her shoulders, feeling the magnetic pull of her keep him next to her, contradicting his words.
"Don't go" she said, turning to lie her back against her mattress, tucking one arm under David's that was holding him up, drawing circles along his back and dipping down between his shoulder blades, her other hand running slowly up the arm he'd placed on her side. He was so beautiful it made her heart hurt, she ran her fingers through his hair, loving the way it fell from between them and back in his eyes, those incredible blue eyes.
"Beth, your Mom will be back soon" he whispered, entwining his fingers in hers, kissing the tip of each one before turning to get up off the bed. Beth sat up, wrapping the sheet around her naked body, this wasn't exactly how she'd pictured her first time, she'd imagined more candlelight, even music but as she watched him move around her room, the moonlight slicing through the window blinds throwing lines of white light against his body as he picked his clothes up off the floor she knew she wouldn't have had it any other way. It had been a promise, a promise of love until the end of the world. A promise she intended on keeping.
As he sat down on the edge of the bed to pull his boots on, she quickly wrapped her arms around his chest, kissing the side of his neck so softly he forgot what he was doing for a moment.
"Stay, we've got time" she cooed and a satisfied smirk graced his face and David was more than half tempted to roll back into bed with her, an almost desperate need making him want to make her whisper his name breathlessly into his ear once again.
He stood, cupping her face in his hands, God she was beautiful, he didn't deserve her. Her coffee brown eyes looking up at him so intensely he was sure she was burning her name on his soul. He'd only ever be hers; he knew it. He pulled her up to meet his lips, kissing her hungrily, his hands fisting in the sheet at her back.
"Midnight" he said resting his forehead against hers, breathing quickly.
"Midnight" she agreed, kissing him quickly again before he left her alone in her dark bedroom
