My Destiny - Ch. 7 (Last Chapter)

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Chapter 7

Troy brought some drinks and we both sat down. There was Gin, whiskey, and vodka. I only drank gin before. He stared at me as he opened a packet of chips. "Eat up. By the way, what did you want to tell me?"

"I wanted to tell you something?" I asked.

"Yea...you were coming to my house," he snorted.

"Uhh...about that, how did you do in your exams?"

He smiled, "It was fine I guess. My teacher was pretty good at explaining." I blushed, but tried to hide it. "Here," he handed me a bottle of whiskey.
"Hey! Are you trying to make me drunk on purpose?" I asked.

"Not really. Why would I want to make you drunk?" he looked away, and I could tell he was trying hard not to laugh. After that, I lost track of time. Troy put on his favorite music on the computer, but it was too loud. It was one of those metal rock songs. I changed it.

Again, he put it back on the metal rock. I was going to change it again, but he grabbed my arm and in a flash he pulled me to the ground. My head started hurting. I was half drunk, so it made my head spin especially since the music was too loud.

"Can you turn it off?" I asked with pleading eyes. He sighed. "W...Fine."

I smiled as he turned the music off. By then both of us were tired. I didn't bother getting up. I just fell asleep...
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The sound of my cell phone ringing woke me up. I opened my eyes reluctantly and looked around for my phone. My head hurt badly. As I turned I saw Troy sleeping next to me.

"Hey! Troy, wake up!"

He groaned and turned away. "Let me sleep for a while."

"No! Wake up," I caught his hand and tried to pull him up. My cell phone stopped ringing. I was feeling so dizzy and thirsty that I didn't think of checking who had called. Troy finally got up, only to sleep on the sofa again.

I looked for my cell phone, then walked over to were Troy was sleeping. I remember saying I'd only stay for a while and now I'd stayed the whole night. "Wait for me here ok? I'll be back."

"Ok," he murmured. I laughed despite myself. I heard from some of his friends that he talks back in his sleep, but I never really believed it.

Troy's POV

I woke up after a while and noticed it was already 10: 27 A.M. I walked outside to get some fresh air. My head really hurt, but I didn't care at the moment.

"Troy!" I stared in front of me, and saw Karla.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked with a smile. She frowned. "Never mind," she said. "Does your head hurt?"

I nodded, and she gave me some pain killers. "Well, I'm leaving if there's nothing else."

My mind seemed confused so I just nodded again.

Karla's POV

He didn't seem to remember anything so I just left. Mum had been really angry with me, so I had told her I was over at a friend's house. And today she'd told me that my uncle is coming to take me to England.

I never thought they'd want me to study at a university in England, so it had really surprised me. More importantly, I really didn't want to go! I spent the rest of the day in my room, thinking. Mum really wants me to go, since she'll have to go to England later on too.

I've never been to England before, and although I really wanted to go before now I don't seem to be excited anymore. I just don't want to leave to a place where I won't see Troy again. I'm not used to the idea of not seeing him again.

"Karla, honey! You need to eat something. We'll think about moving later," I frowned as I heard mum talk about moving again.

"Go away! I'm NOT going to England!!" I was acting a little childish, but I didn't care right now.

"Then...I'll come back later," she said.

I didn't know for how long I was awake, all I knew was that I fell asleep and the next day my uncle was here. He kept convincing me that it's not all that bad, and I'd make awesome friends there. The problem wasn't whether I'd make friends or not...

Just then the door bell rang. I was too depressed to get up. Mum opened the door instead, and called out to me after a while. I got up reluctantly to see who it was.

"Karla," I started at the wall as I heard his voice. I have no idea why I did that.

"Hey. Want to come in?" I asked.

"No," his voice was harsh, angry. "You're traveling. Is it true?"

"Uhh...yea," I didn't know what else to say. I haven't talked to him, or even told him anything. He's like a friend to me, so I won't be surprised if he gets angry since I didn't tell him anything.

"Then, why didn't you tell me? I thought we were friends." He looked at me, waiting for an answer, but I was speechless. I just didn't know what to say.

"Forget it," he said angrily, and then left.

I felt worse after that. At 7: 18 PM, Mark came to see me. He seemed upset, but not as upset as Troy was.

"Are you really leaving tomorrow?" he asked. "Karla, it should be your choice. You need to talk to your mother about this," he said. I still didn't say anything. I sat at the corner of my bed near the bed and looked outside.

The window to Troy's room was open, and he wasn't there. I wonder if he's out, or sleeping. "I'll miss him..." I finally said. "I really will...I'm used to seeing him around me."

"Are you talking about Troy?"

"Yea...hey, don't tell him I said that, ok?"

"You're still planning to leave?"

"You don't get it. I have no other choice. My mum's also leaving to come to England next week. I can't live in a house alone," I turned to face him.

"Are you really ok with it? I've checked the marks yesterday...you've already been accepted in R university, so has Troy. You can just get a dorm there and stay."

"How about you?" I asked.

"I'll be going to D university. I got accepted illegally though."

I laughed. I guess he cheated, no wonder he's been accepted in that university. His phone rang just then. He picked it up, and after a while said he had to leave. "Some friends need help, and Troy seems to be slacking off at home, so I'm the only one who can help them. I'll see you tomorrow before you leave ok?"

I smiled reluctantly and nodded. I really want to see Troy right now. But if he doesn't want to see me...then-
"Mark! Wait just for a while ok?" I said before he left. He waited to see what I was doing. I took out a paper and pen, and wrote him a letter.

I quickly folded the paper, and giggled before giving it to Mark. "Please, give it to him," I said. Mark nodded with a smile and left. For the rest of the time left I packed my stuff...
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Damien's POV

I woke up once the door bell rang. It had alarmed me somehow. I ran downstairs, hoping it would be Karla. I hurt her yesterday. I was a little harsh...maybe too harsh. It's not her fault she has to leave anyway.

I opened the door and saw Mark instead. I sighed and let him in. "What's up? Why are you here?" I asked. He walked in and gave me a white folded paper. "What's this?"

"Troy! Aren't you going to go see Karla before she leaves?" he sat on the sofa, and smirked. "She's already on her way to the airport."

I looked at the paper and unfolded it.

'I'm writing this, because I'm sure you wouldn't want to see me. Instead I thought of telling you this on paper...If you dare not to come tomorrow, see what I'll do!! I need to see you for the last time before I leave...'

'Then you'll see me...and it won't be for the last time,'

I ran out quickly and immediately went to Karla's house. Just as I expected she wasn't there. If I drive fast I might catch up before she takes the flight.
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Karla's POV

I glanced around nervously. Was Troy really not going to come? It was almost time to go, and he still wasn't here.

"Are you ok, hun?" mum asked.

"Yea...I'm ok I guess," I replied.

"Then, I'd better go back. I have lots of work to do. Don't worry; I'll come next week ok?"

I sighed and nodded. I was beginning to feel empty inside. Mum gave me one last hug and left. I sat on the chair as my uncle went to make a phone call. I started getting flashbacks of the past.

Now that I think about it, I had also missed the naughty Troy. The one who had always bullied me, but deep inside I know that he cares a lot about others.

I closed my eyes for a minute, and then heard my uncle call out to me. "Come on Karla. We have to go now." I still had a feeling that Troy would come, but I decided to just let it go this time.

"Ok, I'm coming," I got up and followed my uncle.

"Karla! You were supposed to wait for me!!" that shocked me. Troy? I knew he'd come, but it still shocked me.

I turned around and saw him walk towards me. He smirked, and kissed me. That even surprised me more. He held me close to him, as if I'd disappear. "Don't go..." he finally said, as he broke off the kiss.

"Troy, you..." he cut me off again. "I said don't go...cause I...I..." he sighed. I knew what he wanted to say, and I knew more than anyone else how hard it was for him to say those words. He never said it to anyone before.

"I love you..." he finally said. Surprisingly, he even managed to look straight into my eyes when saying it. "And because I love you, I'll be honest. I don't want you to go. I don't want you to leave me...ever."

"But I already..." I trailed off, as he walked past me to were my uncle was staring. He was amazed somehow. My uncle always said that true love didn't exist, and everything you watch on TV is just rubbish. I guess it amazed him at how Troy had come all the way here to stop me from going.

"Please don't take her away," he said. He was about to beg him, but my uncle stopped him. He smiled gently and looked at me. "If Karla wants to stay, I won't object."

I was still too speechless to say anything. By the time I was back to my right mind I noticed them both staring at me. "I'll stay," I said.

Troy smiled at me and my uncle turned to leave. "Then I'll see you next time I come Karla. By then I'll drag you to England with me."

"Huh?! Why would you do that?" I muttered, almost to myself.

Troy held onto my hand tightly and helped me with my bag. "You don't have to hold my hand that tightly," I exclaimed. "I'm afraid you'll run away, and I'll have to say some other weird thing to make you stay," he said, casually.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean? I thought you meant what you said!! Besides, it wasn't weird at all"

"It's your turn," he said.

"What?"

"Your turn to admit that you've liked me ever since you've first seen me," he smirked.

"Are you saying that you liked me ever since you first met me?" I teased.

"I-I did not say that! Don't change the subject!"

I gently kissed his cheek, and smiled, "I love you too."

"What?! I didn't hear that."

"Forget it then," I laughed as we both left the airport.

Troy is just like my prince. We both went to the same collage after that. He's like the sweetest, funniest, most gorgeous looking boyfriend ever...