It was the summer after our senior year. Jordan and I were actually turning into something. By June he considered me his girlfriend. It wasnt your typical relationship. Having grown up together we knew absolutley everything about each other. It helped our relationship. We barely fought and if we did it was playful and childish. I loved him so much. I had never felt closer to someone in my life. We didnt like to talk about the future. I knew he planned to do something with hockey. I also knew that such a career could take him away from me at any time. It would be nearly impossible for us to be together if he got drafted. The future scared me so I thought about the present instead. I thought if I just ignored the future maybe it would transform into something new. Jordan and I spent literally every second together that summer. Our summer days were ending fast. I had plans to attend Conestoga College in the fall. Jordan was off to play minor league hockey. We didnt talk about the fact that we would be together, it hurt too much.Before I knew it, it was our last summer night. We could ignore talking about the future anymore. We lied in the back of Jordan's pickup truck and gazed up at the stars.
"Jordan?" I asked quietly.
"Yes" he bright, blue eyes turned to mine.
"What are we gonna do?"
he vision shifted back to the stars, and he let out a sigh.
"I wish I could tell you, Em,"
His response scared me, since we had been kids Jordan had always had the answers, he always knew what to say to make me feel better. When we were six there was a massive thunderstorm, I hid under my bed in terror. Jordan explained to me that thunder was God bowling, from then on every time we heard a crash of thunder we playfully yelled Strike! That seemed so long ago.
"I dont want to lose you," he said, bringing me out of my flashback.
"I dont want to lose you either" I said feeling the tears begin to well in my eyes.
"Then come with me!" he said abrubtly sitting up. " To Petersburg, come with me"
I sat there dumbfounded, "I.." my voice trailed. My head was swimming and screaming at me at the same time, say something, say something you idiot. " I- I can't" His bright blue eyes sank in despair. "Jordan, I-I'm sorry, what about school? I want to get out of this town, make something of myself," in all eighteen years I had known him I had never seen him look so sad. "Im sorry Jord-" "Its fine" he cut me off, "It was stupid of me to ask,"
"No," i cut in, "It wasnt, not at all"
"I should probably be heading in," He said "I have to leave early tomorrow."
he kissed me on the cheek and went inside.


That was the last time I saw him before I left for school.