Moving

I've lived a pretty simple life from the moment I was born up until now.

My parents and I live in Castings, a small town with a reasonably small amount of people. I've never been anywhere else really.

For 17 years of my life, I've lived in the same town, only hearing about the big cities on TV.

But I'm not complaining, life here is simple. Everyone is so nice and we all look out for each other. It's very peaceful here too. You will hardly ever hear of a robbery or a murder.

I only ever hear about those on TV and sometimes it scares me to be honest. Humans stealing from other humans. Humans killing other humans.

I've always thought if there's one thing humans shouldn't be afraid of, it's other humans. And that's how life is here in Castings.

I don't think I will ever want to leave Castings. I like to think I'll grow up here and find a decent job and marry Charles Richards- my boyfriend.

Well, that's what I thought until tonight......

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"What do you mean we have to move?" I ask my mom and dad as they walk around the house, organizing things to be put in boxes.

They both stop the motions and walk over to where I'm standing.

"You know your dad got fired from his job two months ago right?" My mom says slowly, a stressed look on her face.

"Yeah, so?" I ask them with a raise of my brow.

"You don't know this honey, but since then your mom and I have been really struggling to make ends meet. Your mom is a housewife, she doesn't work so all this time we've just been surviving on my savings. I thought I would have found a job by now, but no one is currently hiring. I had to think of something else.." My dad explains.

"Remember the little trip I went on two weeks ago?" He asks and I nod.

"I went to Durane for an interview at a really good company. They contacted me last week saying I got the job and I start in a week's time. That's why we're packing. That's why we're moving." He says.

I sigh and look at them unable to digest what my dad just said. How am I going to tell Charles that in a week, we'll be miles away from each other?

"Right, I understand.." I say to them and run off to my room.

I grab my phone and send Charles a text message.

Me : Hey..

Charles : What's up babe?

Me : I'm moving..

Charles : Huh?

Me : My mom and dad just told me we're moving to Durane in a week.

Charles : What??? Why?!?

Me : My dad got a new job. Obviously he's not going to leave me and my mom here while he's over working in some big city. So yeah, we're moving.

He doesn't reply after my last message and I start panicking, scared that he might break up with me. I've watched a lot of Romance movies to know that long distance relationships don't usually work.

But I really love Charles and if he's up for it, I'm sure we can make something work. We can always visit each other, and do video calls.

My phone buzzes again and I reach for it at my bedside table.

Charles : We'll work this out. You moving to another city doesn't have to be a problem for us. Just.. don't you dare forget me okay?

Me : Never. I love you.

Charles : I love you too.

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6 days later...

My parents and I leave for Durane tomorrow. We already have everything packed and loaded in my dad's car. Thankfully we don't have a lot of stuff and my mom just donated whatever it is we don't need.

Charles and I are at the beach right now, saying our last goodbyes before I kind of disappear from his life in a few hours. We've spent every day together since I told him I was moving and he's taking this really well.

He's being very supportive and understanding and I'm grateful for that.

He's hugging me from behind and we're looking at the sunset together.

"The sunset.. it's the same colour as your hair. Red, vibrant, artistic, perfect... Everytime I look at a sunset, it reminds me of your hair." He says while leaving traces of his lips on my neck.

I turn around and wrap my hands around his neck, looking into his light brown eyes. I remember the memories we've made here, in Castings together ever since we started dating a year ago.

"Remember the first time you asked me out on a date? You were so sweaty, I thought you were running a marathon. It was cute..." I tell him with a light laugh.

"Don't be a tease, Morgana.. You were nervous too." He says to me with a smirk.

It's true, I was nervous. I was really nervous because I had a crush on him for the longest time, and when he asked me out that day, I didn't know how to act.

"I still remember what you were wearing that day... A green tight gown that hugged your figure in all the right places, a brown cardigan that matched the perfect color of your eyes and you feisty hair was tied in a low pony tail. You were perfect... You ARE perfect."

He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me in for a kiss. Our last kiss before we say goodbye, our last kiss before I'm miles away from him. Our last kiss before I won't be able to hold him again.

I don't want to cry but I can't help it so a tear rolls down my cheek and I lean in closer to deepen the kiss.

He pulls back and grabs my face with both his hands, looking me intensely in the eyes.

"I love you.. I always will. Even though we'll be Miles apart in a few hours, I'll always be here for you. If you want to rant, or vent, or talk about anything, I'll just be one call away. And I'll definitely come over to visit you when I can."

He says and pulls me in for a hug. Our last hug before I'm gone.

"I love you too Charles."