thanks t everyone who has been reviewing, and here is my next chapter!
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Vaughn POV
The next morning I awoke to the buzzing sound of my alarm. I was leaving. Maybe for a while. Maybe forever. I couldn't stand being in this place any longer, too many emotions, too many feelings. Too much anger, too much pain. Anywhere was better than here.
So, I got dressed, stuffed a few things into a suitcase, got in my car, and drove.But just when I thouhgt I was leaving, my hand turned the wheel, being guided not by my mind, but by my heart. I know this because I ended up at the pier.
I stopped the car and got out. My feet drug heavily across the wooden planks. But I had no control over anything. I tried to fight it, I knew I shouldn't be here, that it would be hard, but some part of me must have known I needed to be there, because it kept pulling me. Like some invisible force, and finally it stopped. I stared out over that huge blue ocean and remembered, how could I forget?
I remembered the hug. I remembered holding hands. I remembered everything. And for about the millionth time since Sydney had died, I felt a tear running down my cheek, a lonely, sullen tear. I brushed it away with my hand and forced myself to turn around and return to the car.