Into Your Arms—Chapter One
We laid there still in the darkness. I was wrapped in his arms with his hands tangled in mine.
The only sound you could hear was the heavy breathing of us both trying to hold back the tears.
“Meliah,” I heard his voice crack and wanted him not to cry.
“Adam,” I whispered so I wouldn’t breakdown.
“I love you.” He whispered back.
“I know,” I said with tears starting to spill out, “I love you too.”
“Maybe after the four years are over we can start again.” I could hear the hope in his voice.
“I’d like that.”
“I can stop by to see you sometimes, too. We can talk on the phone. I’ll write to you.” I knew he wanted to make this work. And for once I wasn’t so sure it would.
“Just promise me one thing.”
“Anything.”
“Promise me you won’t forget me.”
“Meliah, I would never. I can’t forget someone I already pictured my whole life with. It’ll work out, I promise that also.”
I sighed before responding, “Adam, I don’t know if we’re meant to be together-“
“We are meant to be together. I don’t care if you’re minutes away or miles. This will end up working out.” He said interrupting me.
“Okay, Adam. But look, if we’re meant to be together it will happen.”
“Do you not want this to work out?” He asked with pain in his voice.
“Of course I do. I just don’t know if it will.”
Instead of reassuring me he squeezed me tighter. I held on hoping maybe if I latched on long enough that I’d never have to let go.
“This isn’t goodbye, more like a see you later. Okay?”
“Okay then, see you later.” He gave me one final kiss, one that he made sure I’d remember.
When I got into my old Chevy pick-up truck I checked myself in the mirror.
My mascara flooded down my face and my brown eyes were bloodshot.
“Oh, Adam.” I whispered before blowing my nose.
When I got home I sprinted to my room and silently closed the door.
I needed to be alone if only for an hour.
Adam and I agreed on having one of those break-ups that don’t hurt.
Well I mean, of course it’ll hurt still but the ones that give you closure instead of “it’s over.”
After a year and three months neither one of us wanted to end it badly.
Especially since we were both crazy in love with each other.
We would still be together if he wasn’t going to school all the way across the country.
The tears splurged out of my eyes and fell down rapidly.
 All I really wanted right now was to take a dive into him and stay there forever.
But god only knows forever doesn’t exist. 

Thanks anyone who reads this. (: Sorry if it’s bad. It gets better later on in the story, I swear. Feedback please?