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Heartbreak: (Ryans POV)

This is a little one shot about after chole left and how ryan really feels.
One month after Roxy leaves

I thought I was fine, I thought I'd be okay.
I was so wrong, it hit me harder than it did when chloe told me she chose Liam. How could you love someone so much then you decide to let them go so easily? I was that fool, I didn't fight hard enough. I didn't try hard enough, I let her slip away.
I see her every where I go, wether it be the dumping ground or when I walk past a record store. I can see her perfect face,
It was heart shaped and her skin was fair and her cheeks had a rosy glow which blended well with her ivory complexion. As for her hair, which was black and silky but I remember her natural hair it was mousy brown and golden in the sun.
Her voice, sweet and compelling which was complimented with a thick Irish accent. Chloe's voice was beautiful, like a mermaid siren. I could listen to her sing all day too, her voice was enchanting.
As for her lips, a heart shape just like the outline of her face. Naturally pink like her cheeks and soft to touch, like a feather of a birds wing. Her body, was sculpted perfectly like a goddess. Curves like an hourglass and she looked so good in leather, it outlined her feline figure.
Lastly, the most painful yet my favorite part i remember. Her blue eyes, they were like sapphires and turquoise like an exotic ocean, hypnotising in fact. They are the first thing I noticed about her, as well as her smile. Which knocked me off my feet, I couldn't believe how beautiful she was.
Chloe made angels look like her back up dancers, she's the girl who changed me and who made me who I am.
But she's the first one to break my heart, through no fault of her own but I'll never love anyone as much as I love her.
I doubt I'll even find another, I can't stop thinking about the girl. She's on my mind all day and night, she's in my dreams.
I used to dream about her when she was sort of mine but I dream about her more than I ever did, it's like she's haunting me but she's still alive.
I guess she's the ghost of my past, and that hurt me the most.
I had left the dumping ground not long ago, I'm now a police stable boy. Ironic, I know and if chloe could see me now she'd definitely mock me but she'd be proud of me for doing something productive and something I enjoy but that's enough to keep me occupied in the day.
At night, I'm a drunken mess. I drink myself stupid until I'm too drunk to think about her, pathetic I know but I don't have any friends to turn to and I don't want to ruin Chloe's life anymore.
She's happier without me, the monster who made her a gang member again. The one who almost wrecked her happy ending with Liam.
As much as I hate him for taking blue eyes away from me I also thank him for taking her because she's better off with him.
I'm a no one, a nobody without her.
The only friend I have is a bottle of alcohol and I play Green Day on repeat because it's Chloe's favorite band and it's the only memory I have of her. Apart from the image of her face and the good times I had with her but the pain will always be there.
I doubt I'll ever recover, so that's my life now a drunken stable boy without the love of his life.....
(The End)