Love is an illusion

Chapter One

 "You...you! How could you!"

"Adri...relax it was just a kiss."

"A kiss! I gave it a try...FOR YOU! I thought we had something..."

The tears Adrienne tried so desperately to hold back streamed down her face endlessly. The lump in her throat built up, and she could not hold it back anymore. They fell effortlessly.

"Something...when did you get that idea stuck in your head?" Vlad looked at Adrienne with a blank stare and not a glimpse of what he felt was shown.

"When did I...You...."

Furious Adrienne stalks toward him and pushes him against a locker.

"When did I get that idea huh...I got it when you wanted to be more than friends...I got it when you held my hand ...I got it when you chose to listen to me and when you CHOSE to be my boyfriend!"

Holding him by the collar, she looks him dead in his eyes.

"You know damn well where I got that idea from. You better make sure you learn to date one damn girl at a time."

Adrienne's voice was dangerously low as her anger surfaced.

"Adrienne you better damn well stay away from my life." He looked straight back into her fierce eyes and firmly held the sides of her arms and leaned his head toward her ear and whispered.

Adrienne's eyes widened as she listened to him.

"You...you wouldn't...Vlad...I.... why?" all anger diminished and all she felt at that point was fear...fear of the man who just broke her heart.... fear of the man she thought she loved...

"I think you better leave before I give our audience one more show for today.

"You know...I hope she was worth it- "

"At least she wasn't you."

Her mouth hung open, and she had no words for what he just said. Fresh tears streamed down her already tear-stained face, and she felt broken...

"You really mean that..."

With a devilish smirk plastered on his face- the same smirk, she fell for...but his eyes... there was something in his eyes...she could not figure it out.

"You know damn well I do."

ADRIENNE'S POV

Numb...that is all I felt as I dragged myself away from the scene and walked straight to the girl's restroom...The dizziness increasing with every step, and I could feel the nausea build up. Throwing out the remains of lunch my body ached with exhaustion.... with hurt...and I could not handle it anymore. With the little strength, I had I scavenged through my backpack and pulled out my sharpener. Unscrewing it, I looked at the brand-new razor shining in between my fingertips.

I deserve this. One. Two. Three....and the blood gushed out endlessly...relief...I need this...I need to leave...I cannot take much more.

A love once so beautiful was nothing...nothing but an illusion.

With every blink I felt the world begin to disappear and it was then I remembered a leather book filled with ink stained pages that gave every detail of my life...my journal...how could I forget...slow and steady I lost consciousness letting my body slowly die and become limp...this is it...