you'll just have to read to see! i don't want to give anything away! lol
Ryan laid in his bed, staring at the ceiling. Any normal person would surely be sound asleep at that time of the night... well, morning. But Ryan's mind was racing. He couldn't stop thinking about Emily. He wished desperately that he could wake up from this bad dream and find her sleeping cuddled up beside him. He knew that it wouldn't happen though. He accepted the fact that she was gone. He had no idea where she went. For all he knew, she could be back in Toronto now. Ryan just wished that he could go back in time and fix whatever made her run. How could he have been so blind to her pain? He picked up a picture frame off the bedside table and studied a picture of him and Emily taken not too long ago. Her eyes were sparkling and she was truly happy. Ryan wondered what happened to Emily... he wondered where all the happiness suddenly disappeared to. He longed to just reach out and touch her face again and tell her that everything would be okay. Most importantly, Ryan just wanted to tell her how much he loved her. He threw the picture against the wall, causing the glass to shatter violently.
The next morning, Emily woke up and every muscle in her body ached. She groaned loudly as she stood up and got in the shower. The hot water burned her skin, but she didn't care. In all honesty, she couldn't really feel it. After twenty minutes, she climbed out and wrapped a towel around her raw skin. As she dried her hair, she decided that she was going to return to Toronto. Anything would be better than this hell, she was sure. Besides, with Emily out of town, the boys would be able to focus all of their attention on writing their much anticipated sophomore record she convinced herself. She quickly got dressed and threw her belongings into her suitcase. Less than an hour later, Emily had arrived at the McCarran Airport.
"Hello dear, how may I help you this morning?" The cheerfulness in the clerk's voice was enough to make Emily feel sick to her stomach.
"I need to buy a ticket for the next available flight to Toronto please." Emily said, forcing a smile.
"Alrighty dear, the next flight leaves in forty-five minutes from gate 130." Emily took her ticket and quickly made her way to the small cafÃ© that was located in the center of the airport. Twenty minutes later, Emily was boarding the plane. With a heavy sigh, she took her seat and looked at the Las Vegas lights one last time. She put her headphones on and closed her eyes as the plane took off.