Chapter 3

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You don't ever decide your own fate, because if you could your mother would be a rockstar and your dad would be a football player.

And if I could decide my own fate, well lets just say it would have had absolutely NOTHING to do with Deirdre. But to my complete dismay, that's exactly who it had to do with.

So, when I was walking to my bus on that day, I thought that that would be my last encounter with Deirdre. Hell, I promised it was going to be my last encounter with that manwhore douchebag.

But, what I didn't realize was, I wasn't the only person in this situation, so I didn't have control over me anymore.

And, right now, sitting here typing this story, I understand how much it really means to have control over your own heart. Because when you fall in love for the first time, it's new and exciting and it's all you have ever wanted. But, when you give that person your heart for the first time, they take a part of you. A part of you that you won't ever get back.

A little part of you that stays with them.

If they decide that they want someone or something else or that they are more important and they leave you, the reason it hurts so much is because you have to go back and try to regrow that piece of your heart and depending upon how much they took, it takes a while to heal.

I don't regret falling in love with him though.

Because I still am and whether or not he's in love with me is a story in it's self, but I know who Deirdre is to me.

He's my soulmate. And that's why I am writing this story.

So, now we continue.

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