Torn between risking it all and losing the man she loves, Ava must make a choice, but in the process of making this choice, Ava must accept the consequences of her actions and the damage that it leaves.
Series Order: Baby Steps, Colossal Jump, Movin...
"Listen, Blake, come back tomorrow when she's had time to sleep. I promise it'll be better then."
I know I couldn't run forever, even though London seems like a magical place.
"Blake?" I sniffle.
Kyle immediately steps out of the way and lets Blake into the house. He runs down the hallway and scoops me into his arms. I wrap my arms around his neck and snuggle into his neck. He places me on the ground and kisses my forehead.
"I'm taking you home."
Blake walks into Kyle's bedroom and collects my belongings. He takes my hand and then drags me down the hallway and out of the house. Ben and Kyle stand motionlessly by the front door, watching as Blake and I get into the car.
"Why did you come back for me? I walked away."
"Someone has to save you from yourself."
When we arrive home, I cringe at the sight of it. Blake and I get out of the car and head down the side of the house. Before we get into the house, I stand by the front door and shake my head.
"Why did you bring me here?"
"Because Ava, I need you."
Blake walks into the house and I follow him inside. He grabs a beer from the fridge and cracks it open. He takes a long sip from the bottle, then looks at me.
"I can't do this, I'm sorry, but I can't." I shrug my shoulders.
"Shit, Ava." He throws the bottle across the room and it smashes against the wall.
Anger boils through my system and I act on it.
"You know what, I can break things too." I walk towards the table and grab one of the vases filled with dying flowers and throw it on the floor. The shards of glass from the vase scatter across the floor. Water splashes onto my legs and along the floor boards.
Blake storms out of the kitchen, and I back up a few steps. His arm flies through the air, sending the collection of flowers flying through the air. A loud clatter of noise vibrates through the room as it hit the ground.
He steps towards me and grabs my face. Blake lifts me onto the table, then his lips meet mine.
"The only think I'll never break is you," he whispers against my skin.
"I still need space, Blake."
"Okay, I'll give you space."
"In a couple of weeks, we can talk about us and decide if we want to be a couple. Until then, I think it's best if we part ways and see what the world has to offer."
"Okay." He nods. "If that's what you want."
"Thank you."
My heart erratically beats within my chest, almost like it's about to explode within the squishy compartment of my chest.
"One thing before you go." Blake's green eyes pierce into mine. "Can I kiss you?"
"Yes," I agree.
Blake slowly reaches in and presses his lips against mine. I cling to his body and soak up the feeling of having him in my arms.
He leans his forehead against mine and strokes my cheek.
"Why are you being so good about this?"
His fingers slide under my jaw and he tugs my lips back to his.
"Because you still love me, and if you need space to wrap your head around everything, to realise you should be right here with me, then I want you to have your space."
"How can you still love me even though I'm hurting you?"
"Loving you doesn't mean doing what's right for me, it's doing what's right for the both both of us."
"Thank you, Blake."
I don't know what will happen now, but it feels like a colossal jump into a deep hole going nowhere. I don't know how I could move forward after this, but I'd try. Life gives us many different pathways, I just hope mine leads back to him.
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Thank you for reading! The next book in the series is called 'Moving Forward.'
