Second Chances

Dinner at my parent’s house the previous night-
“What do you mean He is coming back?”
“Honey, do calm down. It’s not a big deal.”
“Not a big deal? Are you kidding me? You’ve known for three months he was coming back and you didn’t tell me. After everything he put me through, and you know what he put me through, you don’t think telling me the night before he comes is wrong? He broke my heart mom!”
“Honey please, I didn’t mean to upset you. Just talk to him. Give him a…”
“Don’t even; don’t even try to tell me to give him a chance. Last time I did that he walked all over me. I’m going home now to pack. Tomorrow morning I won’t be here when he comes.”

Present- Ana
Six in the morning is way too early to get up, but I am not going to be here when he arrives. You see, “He”, is actually Jake, and Jake broke my heart. We’ve known each other for 22 years, so basically since we have been one our families have been glued to each other. For years we were just best friends, but by the time we were sophomores in high school, I had fallen in love with him. By junior year he admitted that he really liked me so we decided to date. I still hadn’t told him I loved him when we graduated, because he never told me he loved me. So maybe I am partly to blame for this whole mishap. Well, graduation came along and I really wanted to stay close to my family and go to the collage fifteen minutes away from home. He always got after me saying that I was too smart to go to a “school like that”, whatever that means. Instead he wanted me to go with him to an out of state college, but I refused. We fought for days about it until he finally yelled at me and said “I thought you loved me. I really thought you did.” Then he left. Now five years later he’s coming back for a second chance. I can’t seem to get my mind to forget all the harsh things he said to me. So today I will be the one to run away. When he comes to town, I will be leaving.

Jake-
I can’t believe I’m doing this. I left her five years ago and know I’m just expecting her to take me back? I know she’s single, her mom told me she’s been single since I’ve left. Of course she’s had dates here and there, but she’s never been serious with anyone since I broke her heart. Her mom called and said she was leaving very early, so that’s why I’ve been driving non-stop since 10:00 last night. Four miles left. Please Ana, please be home..
Ana-
My car is all packed with 2 months’ worth of clothes and “lady necessities”. When he arrives in town I will be leaving. Dang it, now where are my keys? 8:00am, yep time to go, he should be here in two hours. Ok, why do I hear a truck driving, more like flying, down my drive way? Who owns a black truck? Oh crap, oh crap crap crap.
“Ana.”
“Ja-jake. What are you doing here? You weren’t sup-supposed to be here until ten.”
“Your mom called me and told me you were leaving.”
I am so going to kick her one of these days.
“Figures she would”
“Ana please forgive me. I am so sorry for the way I treated you. I never should have said those things and I never should have left.”
“You should have figured that out five years ago Jake. I can’t listen to this I have to go.”
“Ana please!”
“No! I am leav- hey let go of me!”
“Not until you hear what I have to say.”
“Then tell me already!”
“Ana, I love you.”
“ Ok that’s gre- what did you say?”
“I said I love you. I always have ever since that day in the fifth grade when you kissed me on the cheek for bringing you breakfast.”
“You remembered that?”
“Of course I did, I never forgot it.”
“Hey Jake?”
“Yeah?”
“Promise to never let me go?”
“I promise.”
“Good, because I love you too. Always have, always will.”