America X reader Time to move on

Part 1

Does love fade? Dose love vanish? Is love just a chemical in your brain that fades out and once you're done with someone just don't care about them? There were the currents questions on your mind.You honselty have no idea what you did wrong. One second you two were in love, having a grand old time, whether it was just sitting at home reading a book with him, or going on a tiny walk, or seeing him fail at cooking but still eat it. It's that what love is, your best friend who does everything with you. Arthur KIrkland you now ex-Boyfriend,just got up and left you, after eight years of love. You were sure you two would one day get married, but it wasn't going to happen.

"[Name] i think we should break up" Those stupid seven little words that just crushed you to bits,had you here crying on a queen size bed hugging the pillow that still held his smell on it,You know this wasn't helping you but you just wanted some form of human touch,even if it was just a smell,Still wondering how after eight years, he could just pack up his bags and leave you.You keept thing it was your falut, didnt give him enogh attention were to needy, were to cling what was it. You had been like this for two weeks,still felt like an eternity.

"people say you can't feel pain after a heartbreak haven't been in love" You thought,you gave one finally sob into the pillow before removing your face from it, it need a wash, with salty tears and snot covering the thing you tossed it to the side. You rubbed your eyes,you were not in any good positions right now, the rainy town of Painswick was not helping you, you honestly felt like you were crying as much as the rain was falling. However if that was real you would be dead.You felt ina word 'Grimmy' you need to wash, your hair was gressy and full of dandriff, you coudl feel the dry snot on your nose and you felt just tired even tho you had been sleeping a lot more. You slugged your way to the bathroom and drew you self a bath, you looked in the mirror and you really did look like trash. You unrobe and stepped into the hat bath, you hugged your knees,but you knew that if you cried in hot bath you would probably pass out and you tried you best not to, btu few tears still slip out of your tear ducts. You didn't know what to do, but you still had enough common sense that you needed to get out of the stuff apartment that had all your memories of him. You washed your self, gave you legs a nice shave and scrub your scalp making sure to really dig your fingers in. you drained the bath tub and grabbed a white towel from the rack. Drying yourself off and swiping away the fog from your mirror, you felt better on the outside but your heart still wasn't there yet. Putting on a nice outfit and grabbing a dark blue umbrella and heading out, it was still raining,still getting out was ancie step to get over this heartbreak. You went into a park where you and Arthur would take your walks, you kept walking thru until you saw something that shocked you

Arthur Kirkland, was holding a yellow umbrella over him and some girls head, you gripped the umbrella and stared shacking, who was she, and why. There was no way he could've just moved on in two weeks,unless he never really loved you, or he was seeing her before and you felt hot droplets of water on your face, mixing in with the cold ones of the daily rain, you turned your heel refusing to see him in this state, crying over him, how pitiful. You ran home, the wind hitting your face managing to blow some of the tears off your face but the rain putting more on. You slammed the door and slid down the frame,and threw umbrella to the side hitting a coffee table, you put your hands over your face.

"Who was she, no, he got really got over me that quickly,...i guess he never really loved me, not one really ever loved me, no,no that can't be true, my parents do...well no no no,please just let me be happy for once" you head kept swarming in these stupid thoughts about him, why should you even care about him, because you still loved him in some way. Even if you knew you two would never be happy again, how you wish you could just throw all the stupid memories of him in a box and just burn it.

Around three month past you decided just to throw yourself into your work, you always liked how they never really made you leave the house, yes you had a at home job working on your stories, it was nice getting all your thoughts down, making a world, making them happy sometimes at least. Still getting an email from your boss saying that you need to turn in a rough draft of your progress was not helping you in any sense at all. Last time you went out,you saw him, still what are the chances you would see him again,and if you did maybe you could see what his deal was,and maybe he would want to get back together, or at least you hoped. You placed your rough draft in a bag and ran out. It was actually sunny for once. You walked past a cafe and smelt the freshly baked bread. Then of course out of all the people you saw them two, sitting on a bench feeding each other a cookie, she laughed and used her finger to get some crumbs off his face, he gave a huff he was always like that. You missed his somewhat pouty attitude but he meant well,at least that what you thought you walked past him. You stopped and looked at him