It all changed

Chapter 1

It was never like this. 

We were not like that.

He was always there for me. 

I don't understand.

Shit.

My mind is in a mess.

Everything's coming back again.

This excruciating pain, burning so intensely in my head, I can feel it throbbing against my entire being.

When everything was turning out well, this twist of fate just had to happen. 

Great.

Just great.

I remember everything already.

I was out late at night having fun with my friends when out of the blue, a person struck my back.

Everyone gasped.

I didn't even have a chance to see who the person was, and then, I blacked out.

My world became an abyss of darkness.

Darkness clouded my vision.

Darkness was everywhere.

That was when I knew that darkness has taken control of my life.

"Oh my heavens! Are you alright dear?" I could recognize that voice. Anywhere. 

"Mum," I answered, "don't make a fuss out of this. I'm fine. And my friends are here." 

I gesticulated wildly to them.

"No, no dear. After you guys broke up, you are in sheer mess. This is indubitably not acceptable. Your father and I.. we have a reputation sweetheart. We hope you understand, and after all, it's just a boy."

"It's not. It's not JUST. He's everything to me. You don't understand. Just leave me alone."

After showing her the door, I sank to the floor. My head was in my hands. Tears came flooding back down like a stream, uncontrollably as I revisited memory lane. 

Painful memories swam around fervently in my mind. Memories that I once loved to think about, but now I wince at every thought of them.  Memories that I wish would just go away forever. 

"Stupid stupid girl. Stop thinking about it anymore. It's not your fault. It's no use." 

And the bucket of tears continued escalating down despite countless efforts of me trying to console my fragile and wounded heart. 

"Please...just stop. Enough," I yammered to myself, controlling myself and my tears. 

I was already on the verge of taking a penknife.

It was time to move on.

I made up my mind.

I will stand strong.

Forget him.

I don't know him anymore.

Who is he?

He's gone.