I stared at the screen, begging that my eyes were lying to me. But the shattered feeling in my heart proved it to be true. I slammed my laptop shut in anger. How can this be? I couldn't believe that his mother would sink this low to break us up. I grabbed my pillow and screamed out my anger, which ended in sobs that soaked it through. My heart felt like it's been ripped out of my chest. "Roxie?" my Aunt called from downstairs. I quickly wiped my eyes and grabbed my notebook to make it seem like I was studying. When she opened the door I looked up and planted a fake smile on my face. "Hey, how was work?" I asked, wanted to distract her from my obviously red and puffy eyes. "It was alright, but that's what the job of a lawyer is." She said, sitting on the edge of my bed. Uh oh, she knew something. "You want to tell me why your eyes are red and sort of puffy?" she asked, catching me off guard. "Oh, um, allergies; must be the change in weather." I said quickly, grabbing a tissue and blowing my nose. I looked back to my notebook, and she left.

When she left, I held it together long enough to finish my homework before the distraction wore off. I walked into my bathroom and took a long hot shower. Figuring I could let it all out while the water was running down my face. My chest felt heavy and tight, the thought that I might never speak to him again still lingering in my head and my heart. I couldn't even bring up his name or a picture of his face in my mind without breaking down. I cried myself to sleep and hoped that when I woke this would all be just a nightmare.

When I woke up the next morning, I knew this wasn't a bad dream. This was real, so real, that when my Aunt asked for my cell I was shocked. "I got a call from Jake's mother. She said that you…" she closed her eyes and shook her head as she exhaled sharply. I was so totally screwed. "Sabine, whatever she said I did, it's a lie. C'mon, are you going to believe me, your niece, or my boyfriend's mother?" I said, feeling that oh so familiar lump in my throat that seems to have made it's home there. She sighed, "I don't know who to believe. So when we figure this all out, you can get your phone back, as well as your laptop. You're going to have to use the home desktop for now." She said her tone finite. I rolled my eyes and went out to the garage. I hopped into my Chrysler Crossfire and blared my iPod through the speakers. Trying to get my mind off of the mess I seemed to have fallen into.

By 5th period, I couldn't stand it; I ditched the rest of the day, claiming I had a doctor's appointment and drove home. I grabbed a few travel bags and started packing. Being I left, I left a note for Sabine on the counter where she would find it when she came home. I shoved all three bags into my trunk and headed across the coast to Jake's house. The two and a half hour drive helped me clear my head, and gather my thoughts. I pulled into his driveway and thanked God that he was home alone. I knocked on the door; "Pack what you can, we're leaving this place." I said as soon as he opened the door, staring at me like he was hallucinating.

After we put his bags into the car, we headed for I-75. "Where to?" I asked, looking over at him. He thought for a moment, "I have family in Alabama. I'm sure they'd help us out with a place to stay and everything." I nodded, "Alabama it its." I said, handing him the GPS.

By the time we got into Alabama I was fried and cranky. I pulled into the closest hotel and checked in while Jake unloaded our bags. When we got upstairs, I changed into my PJ's and crawled into bed, curling up next to my partner in crime. He kissed my forehead, "Goodnight, sweet dreams." I smiled and peeked one eye open to find that he too, was smiling. I feel asleep with a feeling of love and warmth.

The next day, I awoke to the smell of fresh coffee and French toast. I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. "Morning Love." Jake said, kissing me on the cheek and serving me breakfast in bed. "Morning." I mumbled the effects of sleep still on me. I ate breakfast, showered and packed before checking out. Loading all out bags back into my tiny car was hell itself. After rearranging everything for the third time, we succeeded. "Why don't I drive today?" he said, taking the keys out of my back pocket. "You look like you need some more rest." I smiled and nodded. "Okay, but we're not listening to country." I said with a half meaningful look before getting into the passenger side.

After a short two hour nap, I blinked and looked around at the surroundings. "Where are we?" I asked yawning. "You'll see." He said with a sneaky smile on his face. "How long 'till we get to where ever we're going?" I asked him, wanting a more solid answer. "Why don't we do something…spontaneous before heading to my dad's house?" he said looking over at me with that smirk dancing on his lips. "How spontaneous?" I arched an eyebrow. "It's a simple answer Rox, yes or no?" he said, his face serious. I thought for a moment. "Um, okay, sure, YES!" I said laughing, realizing my hand got a tad heavier since I got into the car. Jake smiled, "I was hoping you'd say that." Butterflies danced in my stomach as we pulled into the court house parking lot.

A/N: Hey there! Let me know what you think so far, this is my first story i've published. (Other's i've just discarded) Anyway, i'm open to idea's or any mentions of errors. I hope you all like my story, and as soon as this one is finished, (pending on how well it goes over) i'll be writing others. Thanks for reading and God bless. :)