Broken (Completed and editing)

Just Breathe

"My pain has faded with the running time and I have learned to accept that you, no longer are going to come and hug me when I need you, you no longer are going to laugh when I tell you something funny and I will never see you again. I always thought it was just a bad phase in life, yet whenever I remember you, a similar ache in my heart reminds me of the time when I found you were gone, and trust me it kills me everyday.

You died and I survived. And because I survived, I died every single day and every single moment"

Veronica's POV:-

I was moving back and forth in front of Eric's door calling him like a maniac. Why is that asshole not picking up his phone. Goddamnit open this freaking door!!!

I dialed his number again and again, yet no answer. Every single time it was directed to his answering machine. Every single time! I wonder what is he doing in there.

"This better not be a sick joke, or you are dead. Open this God darn door before I break it!!!" I yelled at my phone.

After a few minutes of useless banging and screaming. I figured he might be out or something so I calmed and sat on the steps that led to his door. Better wait for him.

His house was really nice though. After what felt like eternity I heard the door open and in an instant I got to my feet, ungracefully-might I add-and almost ran to him. He was panting and then spoke.

"What the hell blondey!! I was taking a shower. You murdered my answering machine!" 

"Give it back, before I pull your head off" I could hear how murderous my voice sounded.

"Calm down just breathe Veronica. I did not read it, just opened it then saw 'mom' written on the top so I closed it and put it back. Come on in" this actually calmed me a bit.

I followed him in.

I gave Eric my notebook from Mr. Saltzman's class. He missed the class. God knows where he was and he wanted to copy the notes.

I am such an idiot. I was reading mom's letter the other day and folding it I put it between the pages of the notebook that Eric took. I cursed him on the phone at the grocery store even though it wasn't his mistake. The vile things that I spoke must have given old people heart attack.

I was already frustrated because of bumping into Aaron, my least favorite person. I mean COME ON!!!

Why did he have to be there, not to forget he was dressed up and picking wine. Probably going to one of his bimboo's house. He actually had the nerve to ask me to a date.

Bastard! You're already going on a date yet dumb enough to ask a girl out who already knows about you. The nerve of him.

I am glad Eric didn't yell back at me. I think the whole parking lot heard me after all I acted very unladylike.

"Ummm......Eric......I'm sorry for cursing at the calls" I apologized hesitantly. He stopped in his tracks and I bumped into him. Then he turned and spoke to me.

"I know.....it's okay.....Care told me about your mom's death a few days back. I can understand your panic." he just smiled and moved forward. I followed him with a frown on my face. Why'd care tell him? She knows I don't like talking about mom.

He took the stairs and went in to his room asking me to follow behind. His room was nice actually. Black colored, dim light and a set of furniture that went with the color. How does he study under such dim light? As if hearing my question he pushed a button on the wall and the room was filled with adequate light. He moved to a study table and picked up my notebook taking the letter out he handed it to me.