Runaway Bride... (heart-breaking + funny + betrayal +lurv etc.)

Chapter 3

It's half term. Saturday, no uni for 2 weeks. Everyone's going home, Tash and Tanya to visit their relatives in Cali, Richard is going to Vegas, (but he'll be back by the 2nd week so we can enjoy one week together) and literally everyone is visiting home. Tears mist up in my eyes as I trudge home, my furry boots staining from the slight drizzle of rain. It feels like the clouds are crying on me. Shivering, I place my salmon-pink hands into my hoodie-pocket and trudge towards the nearest payphone. Puffs of smoke come out from my mouth as I breathe, that's how cold it is. It's so cold outside, I step inside the red payphone box, to keep that chilly breeze away. The telephone stares at me. Challenging me. Nervous, I pick it up, and don't ask me why, I dial home.

GOERGE P.O.V. CHAPTER (point of view) :

Seeing her face again, her small nose, her huge eyes, her long wavy hair and rosy skin, makes me realise how strong my feelings are for her. Then I remember what I did to her, and I shake with anger. If only she let me explain, all I want is one chance. Seeing her face turn dark, and seeing it crumple like a piece of paper when it saw me, well it stabs my heart. I need to visit her. But where the heck is she?

I get out my phone and dial a number. "'ello?" "Goerge?" "Is this Agent 009?" "Yeh...why...Look, don't ask me anymore favours, I already gave you her phone number!" My whole body tightens. "Yeh Yeh, where does she live?" A gasp escapes down the phone. "No way!" "Yes way!" "This is the last thing, aiight?" "Yeh whatever."

Soon, I'll be on my way to see Katherine, and joy flutters in my heart, but guilt weighs it down. Someone opens the door, it's Lea. Katherine's non identical twin.


*comment who u think agent 009 is!*


Back to Katherine...

~listen to hallelujah whilst reading this~
"Hello, who is this?" Her voice, I've missed it so much. A smile widens on my face as I hear mum's sweet voice all over again. But what if she's angry I haven't phoned or kept in touch for a year? I hang up. The emotions controlling me are too much. The phone rings again and I hesitate, before picking it up- Feeling raw and sore.

"K-KATHERINE.." "Mm-mom..." Tears cascade down my face and I feel the need to see her so much. Maybe that's why, I agree to come home (only for half-term) and the pain will numb me, but I know the love will warm me. My family are everything to me. (Minus lea)

I walk home with a spring in my step, cheeks rosey, eyes confused yet heart vibrant. Passers by turn to stop at me, but they don't understand. I pass an old woman, inside her wrinkled hands lies a torn photo of a young man, in black and white. Shaking she tears the peices apart and they float in the wind like ashes. Maybe someone understands. I give her a smile, and she gives a weak one back.