Chapter 2

Christina POV

I tried to escape the hospital as quickly as possible, But due to the amount of tears in my eyes I couldn't.

I got as far as the front seat of my 2006 Jeep Cherokee before I completely broke down. I was insane, who was I fooling? There was no way in the world I could leave Creston, none the less leave Tim and Dad.

Loud sobs left my mouth as I tried to control my emotions. But it was no use. The tears just continued to roll down my face at rapid speed due to the fact that more fell every second.

How could I possibly do this? Leave the only man that ever held a true place in my heart. The man I have given my heart, my soul, and my body to. The man that used to spend the night at my house when we were younger, the man who peed in my bed once and blamed it on the evil clowns under it. I couldn't leave. There was no way I could put my heart in such pain.

This was all just too much for me to bare, Im not strong enough for any of this.

Through the tears in my eyes I saw the rest of the Quincy family arriving at the hospital. They all had grief-stricken looks on their faces. Even Joel, who is usually so full of energy, looked like the life was sucked out of him as the tears on his cheek glistened in the fading sun.

It was right then and there when I knew I had to follow through with my plan, not only for Tim, But for his entire family too. I was quite sure they were just as annoyed with the arguing as I was.

I sat there and waited until I saw them all enter the hospital, and once they did I sped out the parking lot trying to escape quickly before I changed my mind.

On my way home I was going through so many different scenarios in my head on how I was going to say bye to Dad. I truly believed it was going to hurt him more than anyone, due to the fact that he was my father and until this year him and I rarely spent time together.

I wiped the excess tears from my eyes as I pulled into my driveway. I glanced at the clock on my radio and knew Dad wasn't home yet due to working over time. He had taken more hours at the police station so he could save up money to take us on vacation next summer.

The mere thought of him working so hard just to see me smile, made me cry more. I knew this task was damn near impossible, but I had to try and do it.

I walked into the house and up to my room slowly. I wanted to take in everything I pasted, and memorize it because I knew it would be the last time I saw any of it.

When I finally got to my room, I was taken aback at how much it smelled exactly like him.

The smell of his skin lingered everywhere. From my bed, to the clothes in my closet, nothing smelled like me anymore.

I decided it would be best if I left everything behind that way I had nothing around me that reminded me of him. Of course I had my memories but nowadays that's all I had.

The only thing I took out my room was the roll of money I had in my sock drawer. It was the only thing I really needed.

When I was sure I had all my money in my hand I glanced around my room one last time, before leaving it to go to the kitchen and write my goodbye letter to Dad. After much thought I felt I should tell him everything that happened over the past year and what drove me to come live with him in Creston.

I knew this letter just like the one I wrote Tim earlier would have tear stains on it. I just hoped my tears wouldn't ruin my writing. I sighed deeply before looking down at the pen and paper in my hands.

This is what's right, to make him happy this is what I must do. No matter how badly my heart will break, it'll be worth it once I know he is happy. That's what I told myself over and over before I began to write my letter.

Two hours later (8:00 p.m.) I was done with the letter and I knew that if I didn't leave the house in that moment my plan would be ruined. So I took the tear filled paper and gently folded it as I walked toward the front door.

I placed the letter where I knew for sure Dad would see. It was tape right near the hook he placed his gun holster on.

After I taped the letter, I looked around the house one last time. The house I grew up in until I was four. The house I lived in for the past month and a half. Suddenly it felt empty, like all the life was sucked out of it.

I cried as I shut off the last bright light in the house and left. The whole walk to my car was painful. With each step I took a new tear had fallen, but as I told myself hundreds of times before, This is what had to be done.

Finally I reached my car. I got inside slowly, and started it. Seconds later I sped out my driveway. Looking into my rear view mirror as my childhood home sank deeper and deeper into the background. I kept looking until the house was no longer in view.

Once it was gone, I turned the radio on and left it on the first station that came through.

"Here it is by request Blaque's very emotional song "When The Last Tear Drop Falls.".. Here on Creston radio station 106.6." I heard the Radio jockey say before a slow paced song begun.

I was about to change the station when the lyrics started and caught my attention.

It's so hard to lose the one you love
To finally have to say goodbye
You try to be strong but the pain keeps holdin' on
And all that you can do is cry
Deep within your heart you know it's time to move on
When the fairy tale that you once knew is gone

When the last tear drop falls
I'll still be holdin' onto all of our memories
And all of what used to be

When the last tear drop falls
I will stand tall
And know that you're here with me in my heart
When the last tear drop falls

So now I'm alone and life keeps movin' on
But my destination still unknown, oh yeah
Will there be a time when I'll fall in love again?
When I was meant to walk these streets alone
If there was just one wish I could be granted here tonight
It would be to have you right back by my side

When the last tear drop falls
I'll still be holdin' onto all of our memories
And all of what used to be

When the last tear drop falls
I will stand tall
And know that you're here with me in my heart
When the last tear drop falls

Now it's time for me to find my happiness again
And the emptiness from missin' you
Will never ever end, baby

When the last tear drop falls
I'll still be holdin' onto all of our memories

And all of what used to be

When the last tear drop falls
I will stand tall
And know that you're here with me in my heart
When the last tear drop falls

By the time the song ended my tears had already over powered me. I tried blinking them away but it was no use. More just continued to fall.

I had closed my eyes for half a second and reopened them when I heard a truck blaring its horn at me. I quickly turned the wheel and stomped on the break before I hit a tree.

I stopped 3 feet away from the tree and continued to cry as I banged my head and fist on the staring wheel.

It took me 15 minutes to calm down and once I did, I put my car in drive and once again continued to drive on the street that lead out of Creston.

After that one song played on the radio I decided against listening to it all together. The last thing I needed was to be in a body bag because of an emotional song a radio station played.

I silently sighed 20 minutes later when I saw the sign "You Are Now Leaving Creston, Iowa. Please Come Back Soon." I scoffed at the sign and said "Not Likely." Under my breath as Creston disappeared behind me.

"So long to all the painful memories." I said while I continued to drive further away from Creston, and further away from Tim.

A/N: So here's the second chapter. I just wanted to say thanks to everyone who has read this and likes it. BTW I want to say sorry to crazyfirefly I'm sorry you felt my summary was misleading. That was never my intention. Im also sorry you didn't like the story. Anyway I live for reviews even if they are flames. So plz hit that button and send me one. The next chapter is Christina's whole story. =D

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