Chapter 12

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Cedric:

I see Tom dissappear in the train station. As I drive away tears start streaming down my cheeks. I'm gonna miss him but if this is what he wants, then I'll let him. My phone rings and see it's Maggie but right now, I just wanna go home and cry myself to sleep. My phone rings again, this time being Eliza.

"Cedric, you gotta come to the hospital! Maggie got stabbed!" I gasp and the phone falls out of my hands.

"I'm coming!" I turn left and park my car in the parking lot. I run in the hospital, put my white coat on and enter Maggie's room but see her wayy too happy for someone who just got stabbed.
She gives me a wrapped box with a string.

"I know that you and Tom had something before he passed away and I saw how heartbroken you were so Harry gave me one of Tom's belonings." I open the box and stare at the many stuff in my hand. Then turn to Maggie.

"I thought u died! Don't do that again!" she chuckles. "I know and I'm sorry. But when u didn't picked up I put Eliza. I knew you'd pick up." I roll my eyes. I walk out of the hospital room and tell Jenna at the reception that I'm going home. I get in my car and drive away, numb. Life is hell without Tom. But knowing he"ll never come back breaks my heart into pieces as I drive home.

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Tom 

I look outside through the window as the first snowflakes fell down. it was still the beginning of September and the rails were already covered in a white blanket. The trees had lost some leaves and the one that stayed changed color. The sky was cloudy and gray. I looked around in the train, but it was almost empty. I grab my phone out of my pocket for the millionth time but still no texts from Cedric. Has he forgotten about me that easily? Did he think this distance relationship wasn't gonna work? So many questions swirled through my head, and so many stayed unanswered. I sigh and put my phone back into my pocket. The train had started moving and I took a look outside again. What if Cedric did indeed forget me. What if he never liked me and only used me for fame and now that I'm "dead" that he doesn't need me anymore. What if those kisses never meant anything to him. What if those hour long convos at 2 am meant nothing to him. What if the times we cuddled in bed meant nothing to him. What if I just meant nothing to him. Tears started streaming down my cheeks makin thier way off my chin on my blouse. I wiped them away. If I don't mean anything to him, then what's the point of crying for him if he just doesn't give a single fuck. I put my earphones in and put some music leaving myself to sink in my thoughts.

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Up in my hotel room I unpacked everything without being recognized. I put the suitases under my bed and layed down for a sec. I tried checking my phone, but with no luck, no messeges from Cedric. It's official; I meant nothing to him. Not even a little bit. He just didn't cared, so now it's my turn not to care. But he and the doctors knew I was still alive. I couldn't text my parents, brothers or friends. I closed my eyes and imagined Jake kissing me. Running his hand through my hair with his soft hands. I still couldn't accept that the love of my life was dead. And that the other love of my life decided to ignore me. I stare at the ceiling not knowing what to do as someone trying not to be recognized. I know that what I did was bad and that my parents are probably mourning my "death" but I had no other way. My phone rigs and brings me back to reality. In my surprise, it's Cedric. I hesitate but still pick up to answer.

"Yes?"

"What's with the formality." he chuckles. He didn't realized he just left me to drown in my thoughts for like 3 hours straight.

"Cedric, why are you calling me." I say that, with my voice cold and sharp. I didn't wanted to sound like that, but there's no going back now. If he didn't hated me before, he probably hates me now.

"Tom, what's ur goddamn problum, huh? If you wanna break up, just say so." He responded with the same cold and sharp voice. And that was my fear. That the only person i'd die for would hate me just for jumping too fast into conclusions. Right that moment I knew I couldn't hold all his feelings and thoughts in anymore. I snapped right there and then.

"No, I definitely don't wanna break up with you and I don't hate you! I fucking love you to the moon and back and I'm jealous if you love someone else. I was scared that all those kisses meant nothing, that the cuddles meant nothing, that I meant nothing. I was afraid that you would have been using me. That I was just there for your fame. Th- that you didn't loved me." he  chuckled.

"Tom, stop this nonsense. Who said those kisses never meant a thing. I love you Tom, I always did." his words were comforting but I didn't know what to believe. The rest of the day I stayed in my hotel room talking with Cedric, knowing damn well, that that guy, was his and only his.



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