Tables Turned

To say 2003 ended without drama would be a huge lie. Of course the year brought more drama, fights and break ups within our friends group than could ever be imagined. Luckily for me though, I somehow managed to keep a completely stable and sane relationship with Vic, we just seemed to click. It didn't take me long to figure out that he's my soul mate, or the closet that we truly get to a soul mate.

But as summer drew closer, a sad horrible truth began to creep up on me. My dad already signed the transfer papers to let me finish my last year of studying in Oregon. I didn't even get a choice in the matter.

I fought with myself about how I would tell Vic about this but today was the day. I was moving back to Oregon and the semester was over.

“Good morning.” Vic said opening his sleepy eyes. I stared at him for a few seconds, letting the guilt in my stomach tear me apart.

“Hey.” I whispered, fearing for the sounds that my voice would make. I'm just heartbroken by the whole thing and leaving the best thing behind is something that I just don't wanna have to do.

“What's wrong Savannah?” He asked with a small frown covering his face.

I couldn't even look him without feeling sick. “Nothing, why?” I replied quickly.

“You're really pale, like much worse than usual. I'm worried.” He frowned even more.

I sat up and covered my face with my hands. “Vic I have to tell you something serious.”

“You're not pregnant are you?” He asked with a slightly nervous laugh. I looked at him and swallowed down hard.

“Honestly, I wish I was in this situation.” I laughed. He raised an eyebrow at me and it made feel even more nervous.

“Vic, I have to move back to Oregon today.” I mumbled very quietly. I couldn't bare to look at his reaction but when at least 2 minutes passed and he said nothing, I had to look up. “Say something?”

He furrowed his eyebrows in anger. “What is there to say? How long have you known?” He asked furiously.

“Since last Tuesday.” I muttered.

“And so you waited until now to tell me, the day you're leaving?” He was furious now.

“I'm sorry, I didn't wanna upset you.” I told him. He got up off the bed and started pacing around his bedroom floor.

“But if I had of known this was it for I don't know, ever then maybe I could have made it much better.” He shook his head.

“I didn't wanna make a big deal of it. I just wanted to spend this time with you and be happy, without worrying or making it into something else.” I explained to him, with every word I said, my heart broke just a little bit more.

“It's a big deal to me. A really fucking big deal Savannah. I don't want to lose you and I would have liked a better heads up than. 'Hey babe, after nearly a year together I'm leaving you and going home to my shitty, boring old state. BYE.'” He said bitterly. I felt sick. I felt sick and tired of this horrible emotion.

“It's not like that though Vic, we can still be together just, long distance.” I tried to hold on as much as possible but he wasn't for it at all.

He laughed sarcastically though, making the tears begin to well up in my eyes. “Don't make me fucking laugh.” He shook his head.

“I'm sorry Vic.” I said quietly. He didn't say anything, he just got dressed and left the apartment. I broke down into a fit of tears.

I pulled myself together and left his room and went to my own. A knock on the door brought me out of my pain. The door opened and Lynn walked in with a sad look on her face. “You told him?” She asked.

“Yes.” I said with a loud sob.

She sat down next to me and held me close to her. “It's okay, things will somehow be okay.”

“I don't believe it.” I sobbed into her shoulder.

-

I packed up everything, Vic still hadn't returned from wherever he had been. Tony walked into my room with a solemn look on his face. “Vic isn't back yet is he?” Tony asked.

I looked at him and shook my head no. “He doesn't wanna see me.” I sighed.

“Quite the contrary, he wants to see you all the fucking time. Hence why he's run off in a fit of sadness and protest.” Tony said softly. I nodded but it didn't make things better, nothing would.

Suddenly Tony's phone began to ring, he picked it up and I looked at him funny. His eyes began to light up, he jumped to his feet and began pacing. “Tony what is it?” I asked. He held his hand up to shoosh me.

“Okay, this is amazing. I'll see you soon okay. Bye.” Tony hung up the phone and then looked at me with the biggest grin I've ever seen anyone do in my entire life.

“What is it Tony?” I asked.

“We just got offered to tour with a band called My Chemical Romance, they're this emo-” I cut Tony off because I was excited for him.

“OH MY GOD I LOVE THEM.” I told him, jumping up and grabbing him by the shoulders and we both began to jump up and down on the spot.

Suddenly the front door opened and then slammed shut, running footsteps came into my bedroom and it was Vic. He was out of breath but his smile was so bright. It was like he completely forgot all about the fight we had. “Did Jaime... call you?” Vic panted, trying to get his breath back.

“Yeah, he did.” Tony nodded and smiled at the same time.

“Congrats.” I said to Vic.

“I'm gonna go and call my mom.” Tony told us and then slipped out of the room.

Vic walked over to me and hugged me tight. “I'm really proud of you and your band Vic.” I told him, hugging him tighter than ever before.

“Come with us?” Vic asked quickly. It caught me off guard, completely throwing me in the opposite direction of where I was going today. Damn.

Notes

It's coming to end of this story, damn