Jennifer Lockwood and Greg Davenport thought they would be together forever. Breakups and differences in hobbies couldn't separate them. But then came the phone and text that put an end to all that dreaming. He decided to go on a journey that she couldn't follow him on. Meanwhile, she ended up with her original plan of going to law school. Everything goes well for her until a devastating call leaves her shattered. Now she's left deciding. Deciding about her future, about what to say to the man in the bed in front of her, deciding whether she can love. While he falls in love with her, she's left with the memories of everything that happened before. Can she return to that life where her heart got broken, or is she forced to walk away and break his?
View MoreGregWhat the fuck has happened in the last two years? Why would I be stupid enough to break up with the girl I know is the one who I am meant to be with? I just wish someone would give me straight answers. I asked everyone to leave a little after I got Andrea kicked out and to never come back. But I asked Chase to stay behind because I wanted to talk to him alone. I asked him questions about Jen and he told me that she has achieved everything she has aimed and still aims for. I am so proud of her, and I am so happy for all of her accomplishments. I must be stupid if I thought that Andrea is better for me than Jen. My Jen. She is the only one I know I will be happy being with for the rest of my life. I ask him for one favor and that is to get Jen to come back and talk to me. I need to talk to her like I need my next breath. Chase left me alone to my thoughts shortly after he promised me, he will try to get Jen to come back to the hospital. I need a sleep; my head is hurting like a mo
Taking into consideration what Sav said I do as she advised. Since landing in Chicago, it has been all about Greg, now it’s time I make time for myself. I don’t know when or if I will visit this city again, I want to see all the city landmarks, movie locations, and museums. Making a plan on where I head off to first, I enjoy the scenery around me. This is the first time since coming into the park I see its natural beauty and how the fall colors look incredible. Deciding to use this time to call Garrett to arrange plans for this weekend when I get a chance to see him again. I see that Cloud Gate is a short cab drive away and I decide that will be my first destination. I hail down a cab outside the park and give the driver my destination and then the driver pulls out into the street in the direction of where I plan to go. I dial Garrett's number whilst I’m in the cab just wanting someone to talk to. As the phone rings, my mind races through the whirlwind of emotions that have unfolded
After getting off the phone with my parents they have decided to make the trip out here to Chicago to give not just us some support but to be there for Greg’s parents too. I’m relieved to hear they are coming out here and to hear that they are on the next commercial flight out too is a huge relief. I’m looking forward to seeing them it has been too long since I last saw my folks. Giving Greg’s parents more time with their son I decide to go and grab a bite to eat and explore the city a little. As I walk through the bustling city, I wonder about the local restaurants to see what I would like a bite to eat. Finding this quaint Mexican restaurant has made me starved. Deciding this is the place to stop and grab something to eat I walk inside and grab a table for one. The vibrant energy of Chicago Mexicano makes me feel like I am not in a strange city alone despite the reason as to why I am here. A waitress who looks old enough to be my mom comes over to take my order. I order myself a Di
Three exhausting, long hours later I finally land in Chicago. Leaving the airport, I can see why they call this place The Windy City. The winds blowing around us has my hair blowing in every direction across my face. Once I have tied my hair back with a spare band that Sav had in her purse, I send Garrett a text saying that I arrived in Chicago safely and that I miss him. Chase hails a cab, and we head directly to the hospital. Each turn of the wheel tightens the knot in my stomach, the uncertainty of Greg's condition gnawing at my thoughts. Sav tries to lighten the mood with small talk, but I just can't clear my mind. I never expected that after Greg dumped me, we would meet each other in such an unexpected way. What will I say to him? Does he hurt badly? Will the accident influence his ongoing riding career? And what will he say when he sees me? Too many questions flutter around my head it’s starting to give me a headache. I think I just need to see Greg and see what kind of conditio
“WHAT?” I whisper shout down the phone to my brother already looking for all my clothes and getting dressed. I look over to the bed to see Garrett still sound asleep. I can’t just ditch and dive like this I better leave him a note. “Just as I said Jen, Greg has been in a serious accident. His mom called Mom and told her, who then told Dad, who then called me, and we’ve all been trying to get in touch with you. I’m on my way to your phone’s last location to pick you up so move that ass of yours and meet me outside,” With those last parting words Chase hangs up the phone just as I finish getting ready, I look at Garrett one final time and see he is still asleep. I check to make sure I have everything of mine and I leave his room once I am certain I have everything. Walking into Garrett’s living space for the first time, I see it looks like a typical Batchelor pad. Beer bottles on the kitchen island, sports magazines on the coffee table, and takeout menus scattered around the place. I l
JenGarrett and I arrive at the party which looks to be in full swing. The DJ is playing ‘Dead Man’s Party’ by Oingo Boingo as we walked through the door seeing a crowd of people dancing away to this old 80’s classic. Garrett takes hold of my hand and lean into say something into my ear, “Care to dance with me?” He asks I nod my head as he guides me onto the makeshift dance floor. Garrett certainly knows how to dance, so that’s good and a positive as Greg could dance but nothing like how Garrett is spinning me around. The more I get to know Garrett the more things don’t seem to add up but feels right at the same time if that makes any sense. For a Harvard Law student, it does and doesn’t make sense to me. It just confuses me more. It feels like I am not seeing the full picture and that is something I need to find out before things go any further. But right now, I am going to enjoy my night at this party with some sexy company. As Garrett and I get closer when ‘Espresso’ by Sabrina Car
GregEven though it’s weeks before Halloween and one of the big races of the season, there is no rest for the wicked. I am back out on my privately hired track out here in Chicago practicing with a couple of team members having what we call a friendly race between teammates getting ready for our next big race next weekend. I am not called Lord of the Dirt Track for no reason. I live and breathe for this, and I show it all in my commitment and dedication. We had been told by our riding coach to take it easy and not overpower the bike but to save that for race day. During practice, we have built-in mics and speakers so we can communicate between our riding coach and the other riders. There is me and three other guys Jameson, Randy, and Will we had just finished a walk round of the track and was heading towards our bikes on our stands. Once we got our bikes and helmets, we started to walk taking our bikes to the starting gate when Jameson starts a conversation I was not prepared to hear.
It’s Halloween and the day of the Halloween party. I asked the twins if they would like some help setting up for the party yesterday when I called in for my coffee. They were happy to accept my help with setup and I even threw in Chase and Sav to help us too. Sav was more than happy to help unlike Chase he grunted and showed his displeasure in doing something helpful for someone other than family while he’s on what he calls vacation. The three of us arrived at The Crowes Nest four hours before the party is supposed to start. When we arrived, the girls were already attempting to hang up some bunting and cobwebs. Chase being the big, tall giant he is helped them with hanging the rest of the bunting and webs whilst Sav and I done the tables, DJ booth, drinking counter, and the windows. Before we knew it the place looked close enough to be a haunted house, the twins said this is the best the place has looked for Halloween. Sav and I are pleased with ourselves. We still go it with decorat
Garrett texted me later that day asking me about the party. Was it a costume party or not? Questions like that. I replied to him saying it was a costume party, and I asked him if he wanted to go in a couple's costume. He replied instantly saying he would love to do a couple's costume, and we were throwing ideas at each other, and we couldn’t agree on a costume. He suggested to meet up and go costume shopping later today after his shift and I agreed. I asked Sav what her and Chase are going as and as I suspected they are going as Cinderella and Prince Charming. I mean seriously could they be any more predictable? At least I can say no princess costumes to Garrett. Later that day I pulled up outside the costume shop Garrett suggested to see him leaning against the wall looking at his phone. There’s just something sexy but vaguely familiar about how Garrett is leaning against the wall. But I can’t yet put my finger on it. Putting my car in park I grab my purse and climb out of the car.
Jen “What do you mean you're dropping out of college?” I ask him down the phone. We are in our second year in college and he’s telling me he’s dropping out. “As I told you Jen I’m dropping out as I’m focusing on my riding instead,” I swear the next time I see him, I will punch him in the face. And he’s doing this over the phone! What a fucking coward. “Greg please explain to me what you are trying to say as none of this makes any sense. We were supposed to go to Boston together. Are we still doing that at least?” Feeling nervous I start to pace around my dorm room. Luckily, I’m in my dorm alone as my roommate is out at a party. “Jen, I don’t know. I don’t know if I’m going to Boston with you or if I’m going back to Los Angeles. I do know that I am not gaining everything being here in college and I would rather ride than sit in a classroom and listen to a stupid fuck ramble on about something that means nothing to me.” “Thant’s bullshit Greg and you know it. Has he got into your h...
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