Caramel Kisses

Thirty - Regret

A/N: THANKS FOR 3K!!! WOOHOO!! Wow, when I first started this book, I literally thought that NO-ONE would read it. Now look at it! All because of you guys! I have had so much of you guys message me about how you love my book. WHAT?!?! It's absolutely crazy, and I want to thank all of you who have taken the time to read my book! I'm really sorry that I haven't updated in a while, but school has started, and I don't really have time to write. But I will try and write most of my chapters during the weekend! Also, the song above ("True" by Spandua Ballet) is meant to be played on page 8. Enjoy! Luv you guys!❤️❤️❤️

Joey
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My eyes have to adjust to the brightness of my bedroom as I open them up. Last night I fell asleep in the pitch black dark.

I tossed and turned all night, not being able to get comfortable. I haven't slept well since Kristen and I broke up. I miss holding her as we sleep. I miss listening to her soft breathes when she falls asleep, and hearing her loud snoring when I wake up.

I huff a breath before getting out of bed. I've been moping around for the past week, and it doesn't feel good.

I just need some fresh air, or something to take my mind off of my situation.

I could go play basketball since my hand has been feeling better for the last couple of days. I lifted weights yesterday and I feel fine. But, I'm just not in the mood.

I kind of just want to relax. Maybe a nice walk would distract me.

I make up my mind as I walk to my bathroom.

I look in the mirror and notice that I'm wearing my clothes from last night. My button up shirt and my nice pants.

I take them off and toss them into my clothes hamper. I then walk to my dresser and pick out some more clothes.

A simple t-shirt and basketball shorts. Once I'm dressed I walk back to the bathroom and wet my fingers with some water. I then run my wet fingers through my messy hair to try and look somewhat nice.

"Good enough." I say to myself before grabbing my jacket and making the short walk to my kitchen.

I see my mom walking into the house from the back door. She's wearing her gardening gloves, along with her usual gardening clothes. She usually wears one of dads's shirts with some capri pants.

"Morning Joey." She says.

"Hi mom." I say as cheerily as I can back.

"Where are you going." She asks while walking over to the kitchen sink.

"Um, for a walk." I reply.

"Okay." She says before filling up a pitcher with water.

I then slip on my shoes before walking out the door.

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After walking for about 15 minutes, I reach a community park that's at the center of my neighborhood.

I decide to take a quick break from walking and stop at the park.

I find a bench that is placed right in front of a lake. It's a very relaxing view. The calm waters move back and forth, creating a soft sound of serenity.

I shut my eyes for just a bit, letting the sound wash over. Maybe I don't need Kristen, maybe it wasn't meant to be.

I feel my stomach hurt at the sound of that in my head. I need to stop lying to myself, I need Kristen in my life more than I need air. I thought I would be fine, but I'm not. And it actually scares me, the idea that I'm so dependent on her.