I'm Sorry | ✓

I watch as he throws the ball, and his teammate scores the winning touchdown. The most popular guy in our school. The guy who could have any girl that he wanted, and he broke my heart. I trusted him and he broke me.

He looks up and starts looking at the crowd. He stopped when he got to me in the stands with a look that I cannot quite decipher. I look away. I regret coming here. I made a promise to him before everything went down. I never break my promises. I leave the stands, heading to my car.

As I was going to my car, I heard someone yell my name, "Brianna." That voice once brought me so much joy. I kept walking because I did not want to hear a thing he said. He grabbed my arm and turned me so that I was facing him, "Please Brianna, let me explain."

I took a step back while I ripped my arm out of his grasp, "Leave me alone, Cody. I do not want your stupid explanation. You brought me so much pain and humiliated me in front of everyone. So please, leave me alone and go back to being the star of the school." I turned and walked away. I got in my car and left. I know what I said was rude, but I loved this guy. I thought we were going to get married and start a family. I thought we were going to grow old together.

I get home and go straight to my room, letting my thoughts run wild. After 30 minutes, I feel my body start drifting into a deep sleep. I stay in bed all day crying, trying to forget about Cody and all my friends who made my life miserable.

I walk into the kitchen and see my parents with sad looks on their faces. "What's wrong?" I ask them.

"Your Dad got a job offer in New York" I stood, shocked. I want to be excited because it means that I get to leave, but I want to be sad because this is the place I grew up.

"When do we leave?" I ask excitedly

"Honey, Why are you excited?" my mom asked

"Because I hate it here. All of my friends hate me because of a rumor spread by Cody. Please, I cannot take being here anymore" I start crying. They walk over to me, trying to calm me down. They say we can leave as soon as we want and that I could go in and get my school stuff tomorrow.

*Next day*

I walk into school with my dad. Everyone keeps looking at me, but I walk straight to my locker.

Lola, my best friend of 11 years, comes up to me and says, "Hey, what is going on here?"

"Does it matter, Lola?" I give her a dirty look.

She says, "Sorry. I will leave. Nice seeing you, Mr. Sinclair," and walks away.

"Hun, you did not have to be mean to her," my father says.

"Dad, you do not know the half of it. Please, can we pack this up and leave?"

"Of course," he says.

We pack up my locker, and I return some books to the library. When my dad is pulling out of the school, I lock eyes with Cody. Lola was standing right next to him. I felt my phone buzz, and I looked down to see it was from Cody.

I'm Sorry. For everything. For spreading the rumor. For lying. I hope to see you again one day and explain. But for now, I will live with the guilt of what I did. I will always love you, Brianna Sinclair. You are the love of my life. I am sorry. - C.

I felt tears rolling down my cheek. I looked up at him to see he was crying too. I mouth, I'm sorry. I started bawling and turned away from Cody's eyes. My dad looks at me, worried, and holds my hand, trying to comfort me.

. . .

It has been exactly six years since I left. I am sitting in my office at Sinclair Enterprise. When I moved away, I made school a main priority and never hung out with friends or went on dates. I started a business in sports entertainment. Every day when I wake up, I pray that I do not have to see Cody. I see him all the time in magazines, on tv, and on websites. I do not want to see him in person. I just have not forgiven myself for the way I left him yet. I wish things would have been different, where he did not spread those rumors, and he could have stood up for me. I wish I had listened to him and let him explain. It has been hard, but I am glad I got a clean start. Lola and I became good friends. She told me what Cody was like after I left. It broke my heart a little, but I knew that it needed to happen.

*knock knock*

"Come in," I say while I compose myself and clean up my desk a little.

"Sorry to disturb you, boss. Someone is asking to meet you, and no matter how hard I try, he will not leave. Do you think you could squeeze him in? You don't have anything on your plate for the next 3 hours," my assistant says.

"Of course. Send him in."

"Okay, let me tell him."

I usually don't let this happen. I am a busy woman, but hearing that he wouldn't leave brought curiosity to me.

"Brianna."

I snap my head up. It's him. The man I love. "Cody?"