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Enjoy the first
chapters of The Mitchell Family Series Book 1 Letting Go, by: Jennifer Foor

Prologue

Tyler

I could not believe she had the nerve to break up with me and then cock block me like that. I
had
have
every right to be able to bang any girl I wanted to at this party. I was not going to let Savanna Tate dictate what I did. If she thought
,
I was going to sit around and wait for her to change her mind again, well
,
she was wrong.

Savanna broke my heart. She was the only girl that I had ever loved and that I ever wanted to love.  All of our plans for college had been made together
,
and
,
out of nowhere, she tells me we need to break up. That she needed time.

I got drunk. I cried to her. I begged her to take me back.

When Savanna made her mind up, she did not budge about it. All of my words meant nothing to her. She pretended
like
as if
I did not matter. She avoided me. I had given her five years of my life and she wanted to throw it all away.  Her stupid notion being that we were in college and needed to focus on our education.  Who breaks up for that reason?

After staying in my room for over a week, my buddies on the team talked me into going to a few parties. I discovered that booze
,
mixed with the smooth skin of an easy lay, made the pain easier. Problem was…it never made it disappear. .

I pulled my pants back on and started buttoning them, while the blonde chick behind me, who I think was named Heather or Danielle, still remained on the bed. “Sorry
,
Babe
babe
, I gotta jet.”

I turned around to see her sitting up in only panties.  Her perky tits were something I would never forget. Next to her was the empty bottle of Jack that I had finished off myself.

She scrunched up her lips and rolled her eyes. “Whatever!”

I didn’t say
anymore
anything else
to
her,
her;
in
fact
fact,
,
there was nothing to say. She was just a meaningless fuck and she knew it. There was only one person I would ever
love,
love
and she had just caught me
red handed
red-handed
with someone else.

I needed to find her, to tell her it meant nothing. She needed to know the truth before I lost her forever.

I ran down the stairs of the frat house looking for my ex-girlfriend, or my future wife, I hoped.

When I finally got into the main living area, it was so jammed packed with people
,
that I couldn’t find her. I ran into someone I recognized and grabbed them by the arm. “Hey, you seen Van?”

“She ran out of here crying
,
dude,” he replied.

“Shit. When?” I asked.

“A few minutes ago.”

I ran away from him before even thanking him. I needed to talk to her. I wanted to know what her problem was. If she cared that much, then why did she end things? Why did she shut me out day after day?

I got to the front door. “Where are my keys?” I asked, noticing that my words were slurring.

A bunch of the football players crowded around me. “Let it go
,
Ty. You two will be back to loving each other next week
,
dude,” Michael
,
the linebacker, and one of my best friends, stated. He had also attended school with both
me and Savanna
Savanna and me
. He knew of our unconventional relationship. In fact, none of our friends doubted that we would get back together, well
,
except for
Brina. She hated me since I started dating Savanna. She had problems sharing since we were kids.

I tried to push past Michael. “I am serious
,
man, give me my damn keys.”

Gavin grabbed me by the arm and tried to lead me away from the front door. “Just stay here and sleep it off
,
man. Everything will work out tomorrow.
You are
You’re
too wasted to drive.”

I cocked my arm back and punched Gavin in the face. He turned around just as Michael was attempting to grab my arms. “Give me my fucking keys
,
Mike. I need to go find her. I really messed up this time,” I admitted.

Another group of peers came rushing toward the front door, all trying to locate the hidden bag of keys. I noticed that Brina was in that group. “Where did she go
,
Sabrina?” I asked.

“I wouldn’t tell you even if I knew. I am sure that it’s your fault that she left. You should have seen the look on her face. Guess she caught your pathetic ass finally. Way to go asshole!”
She
she
said ignorantly.

“Fuck you!” I said as I rolled my eyes and walked past Brina and the gang of other people. When I got outside, I noticed quite a few kids I recognized standing around their cars.

“Hey, you guys seen Van?” I asked.

“She took off
,
dude,” some guy said
,
while standing outside of his vehicle.

I rushed over toward him. “Give me your keys,” I demanded.

“Hell no
,
man. You reek of alcohol,” he stated.

I grabbed him by the neck. “Give me your
Goddamn
goddamn
keys. NOW!”

The guy, being much smaller, handed me his keys and I took off in his vehicle. Our college was located off the beaten path forty miles from our small country town. I knew that’s where she would go. It’s where she ran to every time we got into it.

She needed to understand that it was just sex. I was filling a void that she had left. She needed to know that she was my future.

I knew these roads like the back of my hand
,
but when I saw something running across the road, I slammed on my breaks.  The car swerved off the road and began rolling. Once it stopped, and I was upside down, I closed my eyes and just let go, my last thought being of Savanna.

Chapter 1

Savanna

It’s been six months since Tyler had his accident. I still attend school, but barely go to my part-time job anymore. Most of my days are spent in a classroom and then the hospital.

If it weren’t for me, he would be okay.

The car was found in a ravine about three miles from the campus. After I left the party, I drove right home and slept in the old barn I had run away to a million times. I turned my phone off and had no idea anything had happened until the next morning. I had a zillion messages from people asking what happened and if Tyler ever found me. I was still so angry with him
,
so
that
I didn’t bother calling.

That night I got a call from his parents. The police found the car lying upside down. Tyler was barely alive and taken by helicopter to a hospital capable of handling his severe injuries. Not only had he broken just about every bone possible, but it was also freezing that night and he had hypothermia. He never regained consciousness, and was finally transferred to a long-term coma ward.

The doctors ran a
zillion
million
tests and said that his brain was fully functioning, and that they were optimistic
one day
that
he would wake up
one day
. It was a forty-minute drive to the hospital,
in
which I took every single day. Even during the heaviest snowstorm
,
our town has seen in ten years, I went to sit with him.

I would read to Tyler and talk about all of the good times we had. We were best friends and lovers for so long
,
but
,
somewhere down the road, something changed for me. Tyler and I had an unconventional relationship. We fought all of the time
,
because we loved each other so much. No matter what, we were always a couple and neither of us ever doubted that we would not end up together. Things had become strained for me though.  I couldn’t deal with college life,
parties
parties,
and schoolwork. Ty seemed to soak himself in it.  I made the decision to end things, temporarily of course, but he never understood.

His daddy was a farmer, like a full-fledged works the farm himself, farmer. His parents had been together since they were thirteen.  We had been together since we were fourteen. So naturally, Ty just always assumed that we would grow up and get married. When we started college, things became intense. Between the schoolwork, the new
environment
environment,
and his pledging with a fraternity, our priorities were not on the same page.

When we entered into our second year at college, I began to really struggle. I figured if we just stopped worrying about “us” for a little while, I could focus on school and get through it,
then
and then
eventually
we could
start our future together. I never broke up with him because I thought it would be forever. Tyler took it the wrong way from day one. His new friends, basically the football team, convinced him I was interested in someone else and that he should move on too.

They were wrong.

My main focus was school. My parents did not have money to pay for my tuition
.
,
so
Only
through scholarships and grants
was I
, I was
able to attend college. I was required to maintain a certain grade point average
.
If it fell, I lost my free ride.

and if it fell, I lost my ride.

On the day I found out about Tyler’s accident, my mother insisted on driving me all the way to the hospital.  I was in shock. Apparently, he had stolen a car and when they first discovered the accident, they didn’t know it was Ty. Finally, they found his wallet at the hospital and the police notified his family.