Why Can't I
Chapter 3
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"Isn't your dad going to be worried about you?" Bradin asked as Taylie and Bradin made their way down the beach and towards Bradin's house. Bradin was so thrilled to see Taylie. He hadn't seen her for such a long time and she had been his best friend.
"Nah, he has a lot of stuff to do," Taylie sighed and looked out at the ocean.
"Why did you decide to come? I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled you're here, but I never imagined you'd vacation all the way down here," he laughed lightly. "How in the world did you talk your parents into visiting?" Taylie didn't look Bradin in the eye. Finally, she stopped them walking and looked up at him.
"Bradin, there's something that I need to tell you," Taylie sighed. "Listen, my parents...they sort of got divorced. My mom had this really hard time dealing with the fighting between her and my dad and it was just...crazy." She looked up at him with sad eyes. "My dad...he got transferred and made me come with him." Taylie bit her bottom lip, in hopes that Bradin might catch on.
"Transferred...as in you're moving?" He asked slowly as they stopped walking. They turned to each other and Taylie nodded with tears in her eyes. "W-Where to?" He asked and Taylie rolled her eyes as she wiped her eyes.
"You are so dense, Bradin," Taylie laughed lightly and continued to dry her eyes to try and lighten the mood. "I'm moving...I'm moving...I'm moving here." Taylie began to cry again and sighed. Bradin stared at her in disbelief. "Bradin...say something." Taylie sniffled.
"Y-Your moving...here?" He asked her slowly and she nodded. More tears continued to slip from her eyes as she tried to wipe them away. "T-That...that's great!" He choked out with a laugh, finally being able to speak. "God, Taylie! That is SO awesome! We're going to see each other so much more now!" He exclaimed and gently grabbed her arms and swung them around slowly. He noticed the gloomy look on her face wasn't disappearing. "Tay, what's wrong? We're gonna be able to be best friends again!" He smiled.
"It's just...it's just..." Taylie trailed off. "Remember how you felt when you were moving here? Imagine that all over again," she sighed. "I just...it's neat seeing you again, but we both know things have changed and times have changed and they're only going to keep changing...and I mean, what if we turn out not being friends anymore..." she continued to ramble. "...and what if we become worst enemies and we--"
"Tay!" Bradin laughed lightly, cutting her off. "That's not going to happen. I haven't changed that much and I can tell you haven't, either," he laughed lightly. "Everything's going to be okay. I promise you that. You're going to love it here! The beaches are great, there are some really nice people here, and you're going to love my aunt and new family. Everyone's great. And I'm learning how to surf--"
"That's awesome, Bradin," Taylie sighed. "But that's your life. I'm not quite sure that's mine," she sighed once more. "I mean, we're two completely different people. Things have changed."
"Taylie, once more, things haven't changed that much. I promise. I'm still the same person...for the most part," Bradin continued to think about things he had done in the past few months that had really changed him...hence, Sara.
"Okay..." Taylie nodded slowly and hesitantly. "I trust you...I do."