♥︎Jade's POV♥︎
After Andy had carried me upstairs we just stared lazily at each other until Andy had brought himself closer to me, then wrapped his slender arms around my torso.
I tried to hide the obvious blush creeping up onto my face, he then buried his head in the crook of my neck, "I am sorry Jade," he whispered as he fell asleep.
I used my hand that wasn't in so much.. Y'know pain? And stroked his short black hair and whispered sweet nothings into his ears as I too fell into a dreamland of blissful thoughts...
But that was all four years ago. Yes, I am still remembering all of that, all the vivid details of those drama filled teenage days.
Now I live on my own and I am now twenty. I changed my look...I guess? I no longer have that rainbowish hair anymore, it is now my natural darkish brown hair, closer to auburn.
I wear much less makeup than I did then, I still haven't changed my personality or my ways. I stayed the same stubborn, pained, love-deprived, Jade Elizabeth Mills.
As stupid this may seem for me; I was still very much in love with him, until he left. He left me, all alone, without his comforting shoulder to cry on anymore.
But I have tried dating other men. Key word here: tried. None of them had the same qualities as he left me, they all either craved sex, or they are just like me, looking for a rebound. They never were able to fill the emptiness that is left inside of me.
But, I am now in college and have a part time job at Hot Topic, I get the early shifts on Fridays and Saturdays. But he apparently moved onto his life when he ditched me, he is in a band called..Black Veil Grooms?
I know it has something to do with a wedding of some sort. It's in the 'rock' genre, but I stay away from it because just listening to his voice is too much for me to possibly bare.
It brings back too much for me, all the drama, romantic moments, and such, but we never were a "thing." We never kissed, but we DID get touchy with each other.
He is now I think engaged to some girl named Juliet Simms? That's what I have heard of to say the least. Not that I am looking them up on the regular. Just simply gathering information from people around me.
I was never the same - emotionally - when he left.
I am broken. Inside and out. I wasn't the same "Jade," as everyone knew of. I grew depressed and shut everyone out. But I never once cut, only because of the promise we made when he left.
-Flashback-
Me and Andy stood in his now empty room, we stared at the floor for a long period of time before I broke the silence that was building up more and more tension by the minute, "A-are y-you really l-leaving?" I asked keeping back the tears that was about to break form their glands and looking up at him.
"Y-yeah.." He answered back, still keeping his eyes cast downwards. I then moved my eyes at the very bland floor, then he put his thumb under my chin to make eye contact with his icy blue gaze.
"But I will come back to meet you in the middle, okay?" He whispered, his hot breath caressing my face, "When?" I asked still keeping his gaze, "Soon, I promise," he said gently removing his thumb away from my chin, leaving it bare.
I then looked down at my wrists, he then caught me, and grasped them, "One last thing," he said, "W-what?" I asked sheepishly, "Promise me that you will never, ever, lay a razor against your skin, got it?" He said stating as a question, but really it was a demand, he is just trying to be humble, though I knew what his intentions were.
"I will never, ever, lay a razor on my skin," I repeat as I looked back at him, "Okay," he smiled his smile that I fell for years ago, I smiled remembering those moments back in middle school.
"ANDY! WE NEED TO GET GOING NOW!" Amy yelled, catching our attention outside of the door, keeping him with me. We looked at each other, "I will see you again, okay?" "Okay.." I whispered with tears pricking my eyes.
He then unexpectedly kissed my forehead, and looked at me with both pained and sad eyes, we both nodded at each other as he walked out with his head held low.
The second he left was the second I let it all out, I burst into tears, I unintentionally sobbed quietly. One of the worst type of tears, the quiet ones.
Where no one can hear you, where no one is there, when you just are in.. Agony. "I will see you..again.." I whispered to myself.
-Flashback Over-
All of that, I remember. I wish I didn't so I can move on just like him. Why can't I? It's been four years since that last heart wrenching moment.
He probably didn't feel anything that day, he probably felt pity for me. Not like it's a surprise.
_________________________Aw I feel so bad for Jade! Why can't Andy get his head out of his ass?!
Well then, butt to the side, that's Jade! Yay! 4 year skip! Much laziness, indeed!
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