suffered over the years. Especially Ana. I thought back to that day I left her at the airport. The look on her face as I placed the ring on her finger. She said she would wait for me forever.
I really hoped she’d kept that promise.
" Soon." I managed to whisper before blacking out again
Chapter Nineteen: AnaLe e
Today was beyond shit. Rude customers bombarded me all day long and my feet were killing me in my clearance shoes. Now I understood why they were so cheap. All I’d wanted to do was stay home and look at our picture.
The anniversary of Jayse’s death was coming up in a week and it was beginning to take its toll on me. My nightmares were keeping me awake all hours of the night and my crying spells hit me more often. I wondered if it would ever get easier.Deep down I knew it wouldn’t . That thought would make me cry even harder. I didn’t want to forget him. I didn’t want to hurt this bad all the time. I just really wanted Jayse to come back.
Loud banging on my door woke me. I had not long laid down for a nap; once again crying myself to sleep. Sleep was the only thing that helped with the pain at least until the nightmares hit me. I sat up when the banging only got louder.
“AnaLee, open the door.” My mother yelled. She sounded distraught.
I rushed to the door and threw it open.
My mother burst in and started scrambling around my small apartment, grabbing things here and there as she went.
“Mother, what in the hell are you doing? What’s going on?”
“You need to get dressed. Now. You have a plane to catch in an hour.” She said while stuffing a bag full of my stuff.
I tried to grab her arm to stop her but she pulled away. “Now, Ana.”
“What’s going on, mom? What do you mean I have a plane to catch?”
She finally stopped casting a look at me. Her facial expression became one of sympathy when she took in my puffy eyes. “Oh Ana.” My mother said while cupping my face.
I shrugged. “Anniversary is in a week. It’s been hard.”
She nodded. “This is exactly why you have a plane to catch. Now hurry, no more questions.”
Thirty minutes later my passport in hand, I was once again sitting at the airport with my mother and Jayse’s parents waiting on a flight. Only it wasn’t Jayse’s flight and he wasn’t here this time. It was enough to make me tear up at the thought. I felt my mother grab my hand.
“I still don’t understand what’s going on. “ I told her.
“I know but it’s better this way. You’ll find out soon enough.
Even more confused, I looked over at the Broadsons . They had each hugged me when we arrived but sat across from us heads low. They looked worried but at the same time excited. Even they wouldn’t tell me any details. All I knew was in a few moments I’d be boarding a plane with them having no idea where the hell it was taking us.
Chapter Twenty: Jayse
I was awake again. The nurse was standing over me pushing the syringe filled with clear liquid in my IV. I groaned as the feeling of my body made its way back into my conscious mind.
“How are you feeling today, Jayse?”
I made the sign for “ok” and she laughed. “That bad huh? Well, hopefully this will work through your system quickly.” She pointed to the syringe.
Her face became serious and she touched my arm making sure I was pay attention.
“ Jayse, we’ve located your family. They were contacted a few days ago about the situation. Once the paperwork is cleared they will be on a flight here to make a proper identification.
I made a motion toward the paper on the table since my throat was still raw. She quickly got it for me.
“AnaLee?” I wrote.
She shook her head.