[♥] the Road to Somewhere [♥]

[Livia♥Jared]

[♥] the Road to Somewhere [♥]




She wants to find her long lost twin, he wants to find his real parents. They travel the country together in search of something they've been wanting since forever. And through the lust and affection they find in different towns, the only ones who matter are right next to them, along the way... [♥]



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Life is not measured by the breaths we take but by the moments that take our breaths away...

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+Livia [2009]

[Livia♥Jared]

PROLOGUE



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Lights danced on the walls when cars passed by the street in front of my house, and I stared at the different colors moving, laying motionless in my bed. I loved night and its quietness, it relaxed me like nothing else could. I live in a nice house, with an nice family, a nice neighborhood, and I go to a nice school. You could say I actually have a nice life, and I would never deny it. I'm not a victim of anything, and I could say I'm happy. My best friend is incredible, and my parents are always there to keep my feet on the ground, although they allow me to reach for the stars.

I followed my path and routine until about a week ago, when my parents sat me down at my table, exactly a month before my birthday. I had planned a night with friends at the movies, but after the news I had received, my head was too busy to let anything else in. I didn't know how I was supposed to react when they told me that I actually had a brother they had to give up for adoption, and I'm not sure what kind of reaction they expected from me either, but there was a little voice in my head screaming that I needed to find him, that I just had to discover who he was, and what he was like.

On that day, I went to the only person I trusted with my life, the only person who could actually know exactly how I feel. Sitting on the top of the tree house his father had built for us when we were kids, my chin laying on my knees and my arms surrounding my legs, I had confessed to my best friend the desperate feeling eating my insides, the urgent desire to go find out my brother. He put his arms around me and hugged me the way only he could do it. I remember taking a breath into his shirt, my eyes closed and wet, smelling the perfume of his cologne along with his own scent, making the odor completely unique.

I knew he had the same feeling running inside of him. When he turned 16, his parents admitted to him that he was adopted, and ever since, he's wanted to meet his real parents, even if he was not sure it was a good idea. His adoptive parents are amazing people, but he needs to find out where he comes from, ready to live with the consequences of his choice.

And that's exactly why I pushed the covers of my bed off me on that night, already dressed with warm clothes, and put my feet in my shoes in silence. I moved a lock of hair behind my ear and bit my bottom lip, bending down to grab my bag. It was so full I had a hard time to zip it, but everything I needed was inside of it. I dived my hand inside of my pocket, feeling the soft fabric of the bills I earned by working at the movie theaters all year.

Taking a big breath, I opened the window and threw my bag down, closing my eyes and hoping the sound wouldn't wake up anyone. Passing my legs on the border, I jumped down and felt my feet hit the ground as the lights of a car illuminated my face, blinding me. The driver turned them off and on two or three times, letting me know it was my ride and I walked slowly and quietly until the black car.

The wind was blowing on my best friend's face, moving his brown hair behind and curling my lips at his sight. There was always something special going on between us, like some sort of electric shock, or lightening crossing my body. I was not sure exactly what it was, and I decided to simply think it was a way life had chosen to tell me I had found the best friend for me, the confident everyone wishes to have.

He got out of the car and walked up to me, taking from my hands the bag I was carrying before throwing it in the car.

"You thought about everything?"

I could be seen as materialist, but the things I keep all have something to do with memories, and wouldn't really be interesting for most people. Jared knew that, and If I had decided to bring everything that meant something for me, it would have taken more than the small bag that was now laying on the back seat.

"Yea." I whispered with a sad smile.

I wished I could have brought more, but I restrained myself to the minimum. After all, I was not leaving forever, I was going to come back as soon as I'd meet my brother.

Jared sent me a compassionate smile and I felt a pain at heart for leaving everything behind, until he gently put his hand on my shoulder. The warmth of his touch weirdly sent a shiver run up my spine and I felt better suddenly. I was leaving, but i was leaving with the most important person in my life, to meet a twin I had never seen before. This trip was out of the ordinary, but I felt it ; it was a good thing, and it would change my life for the better.

"You think we're going to find them?"

I wanted him to find his biological parents as much as I wanted to find my brother. We were linked, I'm sure he felt the same.

"We will."

My best friend put his arms tightly around me and I returned the hug.

"Come on." he whispered, breaking his embrace before to sit behind the wheel. I grinned looking at his convertible black car and quickly sat next to him.

I looked at my room's open window and moved my lips silently to apologize and whispered "I love you". Right there, laying on my bed and waiting to be read, was a letter I took so long to write, explaining to my parents why I had left and not to fear for me. It was useless, I knew it, but I couldn't get myself to leave without putting their mind at ease somehow.

Jared started the car and put one of his hands in mine, squeezing my fingers with his as I took one last glance behind my shoulders. My house was dived into the darkness and I tried to contain my tears, hoping my parents would understand my motives and needs.

I focused my attention on the dark blue sky and its millions of stars. The moon was full and shining upon us, showing us the way.

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+thanks Jessie for reading this, ily!<33
+Livia<33

[Livia♥Jared]

CHAPTER 1




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The sun was rising, different shades of red, yellow and orange illuminating the horizon and I took a big breath of fresh morning air. The road was desert, and I liked the silence it was bringing. The only sounds I could hear came from the car, and the girl sitting next to me. She was sleeping, her head laying on her own shoulder, letting out a light and regular breathing. Her mouth was slightly open and it made me smile. If I had to keep one person forever with me, it would be Livia, because when you find the perfect best friend, you need to do everything to keep her. And that's exactly what she was to me.

There was something more between us, I knew it, but I didn't want to admit it, for the simple reason that you don't spoil that kind of friendship with love feelings. I've had my heart broken, and she had her share of pain, too, and in no way I was going to hurt her. It was something I could never handle : it would be worse than myself being hurt, I knew it. I could never live with that guilt. Of course, there are some sort of tension in every kind of relationships, but if I admitted my feelings for her, and if somehow, we'd become a couple, I could hurt her even more, and I was not going to let myself do that.

I took a big breath. I was not even sure I made sense, but often, my head and my heart argued, and you know who wins every time.

She moved in her sleep, licked her lips and let her head fall on my shoulder this time. I smiled more, enjoying the physical contact and tiny locks of her hair danced around, tickling my cheek and forehead. The wind brought her unique scent to my nostrils, an odor I couldn't define, a mix of her usual perfume and her body aroma.

There were no parents, no friends, no chores... nothing else but Livia and I on some sort of crazy road trip. The guilt of leaving everything behind was not as strong anymore, and I could feel it was the same for the brunette sitting next to me. It was more than freedom we were looking for. We were looking for the truth. Little did I know, we were going to find way more than that.

Glancing at her, I noticed the smile on her lips and I knew she was slowly waking up from a nice dream. She put her hand on my thigh making me jump slightly and I heard her giggle subtly.

"Sorry." she whispered before sitting back up and stretching herself with a yawn.

I didn't reply. If I wanted to be honest, I liked her touch.

"Where are we?" she wondered with a frown.

"There's a town down the road. We'll be there soon." I pointed.

"Next time, we need to get a hotel room. A car isn't a comfortable bed."

I laughed lightly at her remark. It was exactly her to complain about something like that. Not having a good night sleep was really something she hated.

"Alright, we'll get a room tonight, if that's what you want."

"That's what I want." she affirmed.

I liked that about her. She always knew what she wanted, she had an opinion on everything, and she had arguments to support them. She was the kind of smart you don't want to mess with.

"Alright." I gave in, the right side of my lips curling into half a smile.

The rest of the ride was silent, we didn't have to talk to be connected, and it was not making us uncomfortable. It was very frequent that we were together in the same room, and that no word would be exchanged. Sometimes, we were almost motionless, not doing anything but thinking, and just the fact that we were together was enough to make us feel secure and happy.

Soon, I saw the name of the town we were entering on a wood sign. Hope. The name in itself brought some sort of comforting feeling inside of me, as if Life was on our side. Under the name, was written the motto. I didn't have time to read it, but it was not important, because it escaped sweetly from Livia's lips.

"A Slice of the Good Life"

I took a glance at her with a smile and focused back on the road. Hope was a very small town and somehow, I felt almost at home. We were not supposed to stop so soon, but I saw my best friend's eyes get bigger when she noticed a small restaurant on the corner of the street and could almost hear her stomach screaming. Without a word, I pulled to the right and parked the car before Livia turned to me, her eyes glowing and her lips curled. She bit her bottom one and sent me a grin.

"You know me so well." she expressed, quickly wrapping her arms around me.

My hands quickly left the wheel to hug her back, the smell of her hair filling my nostrils. I wanted to keep her in my arms, but she got out of my embrace, probably very hungry. Her purse on her shoulder, she got out of the car and ran inside the restaurant. A bell rang when we entered and I followed her to a small table, sitting in front of her on a dark red bench. She grabbed the menu and started reading it, her eyes roaming on the different meals until someone walked to our table. I expected a pretty woman with a notepad but instead, my eyes met a tall and thin brown haired guy. His eyes though were not looking my way.

"Did you make a choice?"

Livia's eyes were still glued to the cardboard she had in hands until she shook her head and put it down.

"I'll have the waffle with all the fruits you can find." she informed. "With a coffee, of course."

The young man smiled to her and she replied by smiling back. I was not smiling.

"I've never seen you before." he stated.

"Is this town that small?" Livia laughed. "We're on a road trip. Long story."

"I'm Kyle." he informed, putting his hands in his pockets in a shy movement.

"I'm Livia, and this is Jared."

Kyle looked at me for a second, his smile suddenly not as large, but he quickly draw his attention back to my best friend. They had a little chat while I remained focused on the menu, trying not to let my anger show. After a while, I couldn't stand it anymore. They had just met and he was already flirting with her, but that was not the worst : she was letting him do it.

"I'll have two eggs and bacon and please bring white bread and lots of coffee." I pressed.

With one last smile sent to Livia, he slightly nodded and got further of the table.

"That was so rude, Jare." my best friend whispered with a frown, leaning on the table to be sure no one else would hear.

"Two coffees." Kyle said when he came back, putting our cups in front of us.

"Thanks."

I looked at my best friend's features when she talked to him, and the message was clear, she was interested, which made me even angrier. I inhaled deeply and took a sip of my coffee, burning my lips in the process. I let out a cuss word in a low tone and Livia half-smiled to me. I liked when she looked at me like that, and I smiled back to her.

"And you call me clumsy." she let out, laughing lightly.

"You are!" I laughed with her.

I had almost forgotten Kyle when he came back with our plates. Livia thanked him and I mumbled the same without enthusiasm.

"Are you guys staying in town for a while?" he wondered. "Because I'm having a party tonight, so if you want, you could come."

I opened my mouth to deny the invitation but didn't have time.

"Sure!"

My best friend stared at the new guy like she had known him since forever... like I was not even there. I didn't want to go, but I sure would, if only to be sure he'd never lay his hands on her.


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