The Promise You Never Kept

Chapter 1

It's been six months since i last saw him. The memories we made still linger in my head, unable to break free from its locked cage. I've tried time from time to forget about him, but the memories plays everyday like a movie on fast forward.
As i enter the through the doors of my high school, there it is another reason i cant let go of Anish. A glass case stands tall with all the football players photos in it, and Anish so happened to be the captain. Anish dropped out, a month after what had happened, moved to where, no one knows.
It's like he tried to get away from everyone and everything. I open my locker and pull out my text books i need to return since its the last week before graduation. High school doesnt feel the same without him neither does life. He just made everything so much better. Life feels incomplete.
"Addie, hey how you been," Avery said, as she walked up to me. " I'm fine, how have you been," i replied in a suttle tone. " Oh you know, the same shit everyday," "I'll catch up with you later," she said as she walked off. Avery was Anish's best friend. I cant help but feel like she doesnt like me that much. Like its my fault that Anish left town.
I walked over to the library, head staring straight at the ground. " Addie, Addie Lockman, is that you," the librarian said. " Shit," i muttered. " Hey miss Julie, " i said nerviously, scratching the back of my head. I have a book i needed to return since last summer. "Addie, you know you have that book you need to return right, or else your gonna have to pay and replace it," she said.
Right before me and Anish broke up, he took the book. I have no way of getting it back. I might as well pay. " Amm, how much to replace the book," i asked, swallowing my saliva. " The replacement fee will be twenty dollars," As i hand her the money i find a empty table and set my stuff down.
I throw my face into my hands with exhaustment. Its been hard getting around without him. His friends were the only friends i had, now, they all give me a mean mug and just walk off.
Is it realy my fault. Anish was the one who acted like an asshole sometimes. But i loved that little asshole, he patched the hole in my heart that no one ever could, now he is the one who ripped it apart.
Tears makes its way onto my cheeks, my head still planted in my hands. Anish was a huge part of my life, i never even realise how much he did for me, how much he made highschool life less miserable. Tormented by my own thoughts over the past six months, with no answers to the questions that linger.
Exhaustion got the best of me. I fell asleep in the library, miss the first two periods for rehearsal of our graduation. How the hell am i to graduate without Anish?
You've hurt me so much, but yet i cant seem to forget about you. Why? Just why do you torture me like this?
Walls of insincerty quickly fall into view as i make my way to the auditorium. Mr Westmorn stands with the rest of the class.
"Addie' how nice of you to join us," he said. I walked over to him and blended into the small crowd. " The principal is letting you guys leave early, since there is nothing more to do other that wait for the big day.
I get home and throw myself on my bed, my eyes slowly close. A fond memory comes back to me as i bite my lip, holding back tears.