A Twisted Life (sequel to Give Me Life, an O2L fanfic)

When Day Met The Night...Or Vice Versa

CONNORS POV

I'm walking down the stairs with the last of the boxes after filming my goodbye video. Haiden has been a wreck, and I feel bad because its one day after her one year with Caylen. I don't want to leave, but I really think its for the best.

I put the boxes in the back of my car and go in for one last goodbye.

I stand in Haiden's doorway, watching her straighten her hair, for probably the last time. She turns around and loses it.

"Shall we meet again, Connor." She says. I give her a weird look. "I hate goodbyes so I usually say that, plus its a reference from my favorite show, The 100." She says, looking up at me.

"Well, shall we meet again, Haiden." I reply, kissing the top of her head.

"We shall." She says with a small laugh, even though tears line her eyes ad her face is puffy from crying.

We walk downstairs together and I tell all the boys by.

"B-bye Connor." Sam says, barely looking at me.

"Bye Sammy-Poo. But shall we meet again."

"We shall." He says.

"And Trevor. Be a good boy. And be careful on the roof. Especially with Haiden. I know how you two are together. Shall we meet again." I tell him, giving him a hug.

"We shall, Connor. We shall." He replies, burying his face in my chest, being the shorty he was.

And with one final group hug and a final wave, I was off to start my next chapter.

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HAIDENS POV

I didn't cry, well, not when we were downstairs. We all waved goodbye and waited until the next time we see him again. Jake went with him, but I have Ryan, Brendon, and Spencer. And Caylen. My Caylen.

I don't know why, but I like to think of the daytime as a time when everything is OK, or so we pretend it is, and the nighttime is when we finally give in and let our own little world tumble to dust.

So I'm kinda thinking of this situation as a ' When the Day met the Night' type of thing, or the other way around, however you look at, or want to look at it.

It's a rather sad thing, but life is sad thing, kinda like a sad song with nothing to say, but that's ok. We all have a time in our lives when nothing matters and we're numb from everything and we just want a way around it all, or to just avoid it completely. And that's okay. Though that time in our life may last a few hours or a few years, its going to be okay, and one day, maybe we can all feel normal again.

So, today, Day has met Night, and it will seem that way until we get used to it.

And that's OK.

I THINK THIS IS ONE OF THE DEEPEST CHAPTERS IVE WRITTEN SO FAR BUT A LOT OF INTERESTING EVENTS OCCURED TONIGHT AND MY THOUGHTS DURING THOSE EVENTS WERE PUT INTO THIS AND I THINK IT TURNED OUT LOVELY. I HOPE YOURE ENJOYING! THANKS FOR READING! LOVE YA!

Don't let the static get ya!

Toxic Fighter signing off,

Until next time, my friends