Chapter 6

 

       Jack never kissed me again after that and we never brought it up either. The feelings that I had felt for him when he kissed me never completely went away though like they kind of did after the incident on Christmas Eve. It confused me a little, but I didn't let it worry me any.

       A couple weeks had passed since the event that occurred at the river and Jack luckily wasn't as busy as he was before. It was now a Wednesday and I was walking down to his house to see if he wanted to play. When I got there, Jack answered the door, but he looked real upset about something.

       “Something wrong?” was my greeting, concern in my voice.

       He sighed. “Come with me.”

       We walked out to the field until we came to a small tree. Both of us sat down underneath it and I stared at Jack, waiting for him to tell me whatever it was that was on his mind. He didn't answer right away though as he appeared to become engrossed with the grass.

       “I'm moving,” he said a few seconds later.

       “What?” I asked in a shocked manner as I looked at him in disbelief.

       “I said I'm moving.”

       “Why?”

       “My dad said he found a job somewhere else, so we have to move.”

       “No, you can't go!”

       “I have to. They're making me. Believe me, I don't wanna go, but I have to.”

       “But I want you to stay! We won't be able to see each other again if you go!”

       “I'm sorry.”

       I felt as though my entire world was crumbling down around me.

       “But you never know. I might be back again sometime. No, I promise I will. And when we get older we can live together like we promised.”

       Jack's words didn't exactly make me feel any better though. I didn't want Jack to leave. I wanted him to stay in the town forever.

       “Come on,” Jack said as he stood up. “Let's go do something. We should probably play with each other while we have a chance.”

       I nodded. We went off to go play with each other, though neither of us were as happy as we normally were. The fact that Jack would be leaving soon kept swimming around in my mind and the more time that passed, the more I hated it. I felt an immense hatred towards Jack's father for thinking about doing something like this.

       Jack only had a week until he would move, and we spent as much of that time as we could playing with each other – mainly doing the things that Jack liked the most. During that time, Jack had gotten an idea that we should give each other something to remember each other by. I went along with it like all of Jack's other crazy ideas, and we decided that we would wait until the day Jack leaves to give each other the keepsakes.

       The day Jack was going to move finally came – too quickly for my liking. I walked down the street to meet Jack one final time before he would be gone. We met each other halfway and handed each other the keepsakes. I gave him my favorite toy car and he handed me one of the Bionicles that I had given him for Christmas. I looked at him, a little confused.

       “It was my favorite gift,” he explained.

       A nodded as I looked down at it a little. I felt a lump in my throat.

       “I guess this is good-bye,” he said a few seconds later.

       “I don't want you to go,” I managed to choke out, though a little quietly, almost as though me saying that would change the situation entirely.

       “I know,” he said as he looked at me with a sad look on his face. He managed a weak smile. “Come on, don't cry. Boys aren't supposed to cry.”

       It didn't help. The tears started to roll down my face, no matter how hard I tried to fight them. It was probably one of the first times I never listened to Jack. He glanced behind him towards his family, who was putting a few more things into the van, before looking back at me. He stepped forward and threw his arms around me and I naturally hugged him back. The tears fell faster and I could feel a couple teardrops fall onto my shoulder.

       I wanted to remain there in Jack's arms forever, thinking that maybe if I did he would never leave me. Jack pulled away about five seconds later though and I looked up at him. I noticed something in his teary eyes – past the sadness that was shown. I didn't know at the time though that it was probably love. The feelings that I had been feeling towards Jack for about half a year now were filling up inside me, but it only caused the grief I felt to consume me that much more.

       “Come on Jack, it's time to go,” his father called to him.

       Jack looked behind him and towards the van to see his parents getting into the front seats before looking back at me.

       “Bye,” he said before trying to wipe the tears out of his eyes.

       “Bye,” I said back quietly.

       He turned around and slowly walked to the van. I didn't move that entire time until the van disappeared up the road. The tears practically poured from my eyes as I slowly made my way home. When I got there, I went straight to my room and collapsed onto the bed with the Bionicles toy held close to my chest. I don't think I ever cried so much in my life.

Author's Note

Too cheesy?

Reviews

[Eidolon Michael]

Awww, that was so sad! Man, you go from sweet to sad without missing a beat, don't you lol Really good chapter. It was a very suprising turn for the story

[Amund Schofield]

not cheesy... just really really sad... it could be a halmark movie... and a good one at that.