"Long Awaited" Chapter 18: "I---"

Third Person Limited Point Of View:

Virginia, David, James, and the rest of the gang hung out at special spots throughout the next few days. Virginia and David grew a lot closer, just as James had hoped and expected. On many separate occasions, far, far, far off from what the day of the fireside might have brought, Virginia had thanked James numerous times for setting this up. Although she will never forgive him for not telling her about it, she was still very grateful. She always thought something was funny, even though David knew she understood this was set up, in private conversations, in text messages, he always deviated off the subject. Could this be a sore spot for him? Or was it that he can't bear to handle the truth that maybe...

Virginia's POV:

So sad to see the time in Murray end. I had the time of my life here, no pun intended with David Cook. I met so many great people here, so many friends who I hope will end up to be lifelong, but it's very difficult to see that far into the future. I try not to think about ever losing them, especially David Archuleta. James and Veronica might have been wrong for not telling me, but they are still amazing people and I thank the lucky stars I've met them. Cody and Kevin are two wonderful people. Kevin, the random, spacey one and Cody, the laid-back, kind one. Casey and Jessica. Casey,the sweet lady I might never have met without Kevin's sudden burst of a word and Jessica, the person who was willing to accept me at lunch on the first day. God, I will miss them all. Later, we're heading back to the airport. And when I arrive home, I'm starting college. That is really hard to believe. Thankfully, I had enough free time to fill out papers and documents to tell what I want my majors and minors to be. Music, of course being a minor, at least.

At 1:00, I decide to call all of my friends and tell them that it is my time to go and to keep in touch or I will bombard them with text messages and phone calls. "I never want to loose contact with any of you." I end each call with. They sigh and say good-bye. The only person I didn't call was David. I don't want to break my own heart. I just met him and yet, I already love him. I always swore to myself I'd never fall so quickly. I was wrong.

At 2 o'clock pm in the afternoon of September 15th, my parents and I drive to the airport, hand our tickets to the airport supervisor and they let us on. I get really depressed once I strap myself into the seat. I start regretting not saying good-bye as I look at the window and mull over the look on his face when we first met. I am such a sucker. It would never work out anyway. I am just hurting myself by loving him.

David's POV:

I was sitting by myself in my room. I didn't know what to think anymore. I really did like Virginia. She was kind, sweet, compassionate, and just a spectacular girl. I stand up from my desk that I was just sitting by, and walk over to my bed. I really think I do, or maybe I don't. I throw myself onto my bed, one arm supporting my head, the other just lying lazily beside me. I don't want to spend much time on this, it's already awkward enough. I sit there thinking to myself for what seemed like months, but I knew it could be no longer than 1/2 an hour. At the end of my thought process, I finally come to the decision...

James' POV:

Helping my mother in the kitchen, I hear the doorbell ring. It's unlike any ring I've heard, too erratic to be anyone I know, but I answer it anyway. I run over to the door and open it really fast.

Me: "DAVID!"

David: "James, I made a big mistake!" He's nearly on the verge of breaking down.

Me: "Come inside! What's the matter?"

David: "I don't know what to do!"

I can hear he's about to cry so I say, "Not here, come to my room!"

In the room...

Me: "What do you mean you don't know what to do?" I sit him down on the bed so as to steady himself.

David: "I don't know what to do!"

Me: "About what? What happened?"

David: "It's about Virginia..."

Me: "And? What about her?"

David: "Where is she?"

Me: "She just left for New York...like an hour ago..."

David: "Dang it!" He throws his head against the wall in fury. About to give in to the tears, he decides to buckle down.

Me: "Why? Did you need to tell her something?"

David: "Yeah..."

Me: "What is it?"

David: "I---"

* To Be Continued *