Cher’s P.O.V.
A year and a half had passed since that December when me and Justin broke each other’s hearts, I became lesbian with Selena Gomez and I moved to New York with Selena, my kids, Selena’s daughter Gianna, Noah, Olivia and my niece Amelia to be closer to my Grandma and Grandpa, who have lived there for as long as I can remember. After a few months though, Noah and Olivia moved down to Florida with Amelia, so it was just me, Selena, my kids, Gianna and my Grandparents up in New York, and it has been that way ever since then.
It was now June 2016 and I had just gotten home from work (I worked for some fashion magazine that wasn’t really popular so I didn’t bother to learn its name) and was shocked to see Selena at home, half asleep on the couch when I thought she was meant to be at a CD signing.
“Selena?” I asked as I closed our apartment door slowly behind me. “Why are you still here? I thought you were at a CD signing today?”
“I cancelled it. I feel so ill.” Selena moaned.
“You’re probably just hungover. You shouldn’t have drank so much last night. Although, you were just focusing on something, or should I say someone, else.” I added sharply.
“Huh?” Selena asked me, confused. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, then she stared at me. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I saw you being VERY flirty with her last night. Anna; I think that was her name.” I told her.
Selena looked up at me, her mouth wide open with shock.
“Shocked?” I asked sarcastically. “You shouldn’t be. I know what you’re doing to us, Sel.”
“Half of the time I think you’re making this all up in your own mind.” Selena said quietly.
“Oh really? Yeah, so I just imagined you trying to get with another girl. Next time I’m at a party maybe I’ll ‘forget’ that I have a girlfriend too.”
Thinking it was the end of that conversation, I started to walk over to the bedroom but was startled when Selena leapt up off the couch, and pushed me to the wall.
“You’re doing this again, aren’t you?” Selena snapped at me, standing right in front of me so I couldn’t move. “You’re trying to break us. If you think I’m so distrusting, maybe you can walk out that door and find a girl like me.”
“If you want to be replaced, then so well be it.” I pushed Selena out of my way before running over to the front door and slamming it shut behind me.
“Thank you for letting me stay for the night.” I said to my Grandma and Grandpa as we sat at the dining table together eating my Grandma’s famous mushroom ravioli.
“It’s no problem sweetie. We love having you here.” My Grandma said to me, patting my shoulder as she gave me a second lot of ravioli. “But I take it that you and Selena have had another argument.”
“Yeah, we have. I hate arguing with her, Grandmama, but I can’t help it if she’s trying to get with other girls behind my back. I can’t trust her anymore.”
“I think you need to do something about it.” My Grandpa added. “It’s horrible to see you get so upset over it, but then you go crawling back to her the very next day as though nothing happened, and then it all happens again a few weeks later. You need to end it with her.”
“But I can’t. I know this relationship has began to be unhealthy for me now, but I can’t end things with Sel. I love her too much.”
“Please just promise us you’ll do what is best for you, Cherlynn?” My Grandma said. “I don’t want you to hurt as much again as you did when you and Justin broke up. Every time you cried over the phone to me about him for those few weeks before you started dating Selena; it upset us too Cher, we knew you were hurting so much. There were so many times when I wanted to go and give that lad a piece of my mind. Don’t make me have to do the same with Selena.”
“I promise Grandmama, But I know what’s best for me. I can’t leave Selena.” I muttered, placing some more of the ravioli in my mouth.
Justin’s P.O.V.
It was June 2016. A year and a half since that December when everything went wrong and Cher moved to New York with our children, Selena (whom she was now dating) and Selena and Chaz’s daughter Gianna.
It had felt like my world had been ripped apart. I can’t believe that we both let one stupid little argument change our lives - for the worst - forever. And now there was no fixing things.
Cher hasn’t even really let me see the kids. She didn’t let me see them Christmas 2015, I just had to talk to them over the phone. I didn’t get to see them in March 2015 for my 21st birthday, nor March just gone for my 22nd birthday. I have only seen them 3 times in the year and a half. Once May 2015 for Esme’s 3rd birthday, then in October 2015 for the twin’s 1st birthday, then last month for Esme’s 4th birthday. And each time Isabella and I flew over to New York to see the kids, I was hoping to talk things through with Cher, at least so we were friends again, but every time Cher and Selena had gone out together as Cher said that it’ll leave me and Isabella to bond with the kids as we didn’t see them a lot. So I never actually managed to talk to Cher about anything. And if anything happened regarding the kids, Cher would phone up Isabella rather than me as she found it the easiest way to avoid me. It was breaking me apart inside.
At least I had managed to move on too. Just after a month after Cher had moved to New York, me and Isabella started dating. We had been texting and phoning each other literally every day since we were reunited on the Ellen show Christmas Eve 2014. And then we eventually fell properly in love. Then around September 2015, she moved in with me, and my life felt complete once again. Everything about her was flawless; her cute smile when she was shy or embarrassed, the way her eyes lit up every time she saw me, the way her lips fit perfectly with mine. Isabella was just completely flawless, and I was lucky to call her mine.
I woke up that morning of June 2016 and smiled; it was going to be another truly amazing day with my beautiful girlfriend.
I heard Isabella sigh gently besides me and I turned to face her, just in time to see her eyes flutter open.
“Morning Iz.” I grinned at her, propping myself up on my elbow.
She rolled over to face me, buried half her face in her pillow, and she smiled slightly. It was then, the overwhelming realization washed over me that there is so much more to life than simply surviving it. Yeah, everyone I had loved, with the exception of my mom, were gone from my life now. But I had Isabella now, and nothing else in the world matters anymore. Isabella is my world now.
And I have decided that I have learnt one thing from dating Cher. If someone wants to be a part of your life, they’ll make an effort to be in it. Don’t bother reserving a space in your heart for someone who doesn’t make an effort to stay. They’ll only break you down in the end.
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Don't Forget Me (Sequel to Gone Forever)
Fiksi Penggemar"These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume" - Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene VI Cher's and Justin's relationship was never perfect. And now they have gone their separate way...
