Find Me
Author's Note:
This story moves at a different pace than my other stories have. In other words: faster pace, shorter chapters.
I hope you still like it and, as always, review!
~Jenn
1.
Sydney looked at the phone in her hand and then at the ocean enveloping the miles ahead of her. Looking back at the phone she took a deep breath. *It's going to be okay. It's going to be fine.* And then she dialed the number that she knew by heart.
"Hello?"
"Hello?"
"Sydney, is that you?"
She paused. "Yes. Vaughn, I'm fine."
"Sydney where ARE you?"
"I told you I'm fine. That's all you need to know."
She heard his tense breathing over the phone. "You know that's not true. You know it."
"Please just trust me."
"How can I trust you when you disappeared without a word? You just left. Listen, just give me a name. A place. I'll come find you."
"I need to be by myself right now."
More heavy breathing.
"Sydney, we both know that that's the last thing you need right now. You need somebody." He wanted to say "You need me" but he couldn't. Wuss.
"No."
"I can hear the ocean behind you. I'll find you."
"I'll leave." A tear formed in her eye. She shook her head, wishing she had never called in the first place.
"Vaughn, I never should have called in the first place."
200 miles away, Michael C. Vaughn shook his head and paced his floor. "Of course you should have. You know you can always count on me. Sydney, where are you?"
"Gone."
He tightened his grip on the phone. "What do you mean? Sydney? I don't like the sound of that."
Wordlessly she lowered her phone, dropping it into the ocean below. She was starting over. Nothing could tie her down anymore anyway.
TBC.
I know that this was different (pacing, story-wise, plot-wise, and style- wise) but is it good different of bad different? I think I like writing shorter chapters. it feels more alive that way.
Alrighty, REVIEW~
-Jenn
Author's Note:
This story moves at a different pace than my other stories have. In other words: faster pace, shorter chapters.
I hope you still like it and, as always, review!
~Jenn
1.
Sydney looked at the phone in her hand and then at the ocean enveloping the miles ahead of her. Looking back at the phone she took a deep breath. *It's going to be okay. It's going to be fine.* And then she dialed the number that she knew by heart.
"Hello?"
"Hello?"
"Sydney, is that you?"
She paused. "Yes. Vaughn, I'm fine."
"Sydney where ARE you?"
"I told you I'm fine. That's all you need to know."
She heard his tense breathing over the phone. "You know that's not true. You know it."
"Please just trust me."
"How can I trust you when you disappeared without a word? You just left. Listen, just give me a name. A place. I'll come find you."
"I need to be by myself right now."
More heavy breathing.
"Sydney, we both know that that's the last thing you need right now. You need somebody." He wanted to say "You need me" but he couldn't. Wuss.
"No."
"I can hear the ocean behind you. I'll find you."
"I'll leave." A tear formed in her eye. She shook her head, wishing she had never called in the first place.
"Vaughn, I never should have called in the first place."
200 miles away, Michael C. Vaughn shook his head and paced his floor. "Of course you should have. You know you can always count on me. Sydney, where are you?"
"Gone."
He tightened his grip on the phone. "What do you mean? Sydney? I don't like the sound of that."
Wordlessly she lowered her phone, dropping it into the ocean below. She was starting over. Nothing could tie her down anymore anyway.
TBC.
I know that this was different (pacing, story-wise, plot-wise, and style- wise) but is it good different of bad different? I think I like writing shorter chapters. it feels more alive that way.
Alrighty, REVIEW~
-Jenn