Teach Me How to Love Again (Sequel to Dirty Little Secret)

Chapter 37: Now I See That You and Me Were Never Meant to Be

*~(The title of this chapter is from Nothing Left to Lose by The Pretty Reckless)~*

*~Sky's P.O.V.~*

It was Saturday now, and I hadn't done much. I had been laying in my bed and staring blankly at the ceiling for a while. It was early, so Frank was still asleep. It was probably like 8:00 AM, but I was too lazy to look at the clock. I couldn't sleep. I was still in shock after what happened with Gerard.

Usually, if I couldn't sleep, I'd text Gerard, but I couldn't now, because he's only my teacher. I still don't understand why I can't text him. It's not like the school monitors his fucking texts. Why couldn't we just be teacher and student at school? Why do we have to be teacher and student all the time? I hate this.

It hadn't even been twenty-four hours since we broke up, but it was beginning to feel like an eternity. I miss my boyfriend. We hardly ever went an entire Saturday without seeing each other, but we'd be doing this a lot now.

I bet he just woke up. He's probably making his coffee right now like nothing happened. He tends to wake up early when I'm not there, because he doesn't have me around to wear him out and make him sleep longer. I know this, because I'd always get a text from him at like 8:30 AM if I hadn't slept over.

When I was over there, he'd sleep longer. Maybe it was because he'd go back to bed to let me sleep, or maybe it was because I tired him out too much.

But anyway, I bet he's awake now. Usually he'd send me a cute good morning text by now, but not today. I miss him already.

I stared at the ceiling for hours, then I finally heard Frank moving around, so I got out of bed. Last night after I got home, I told Frank exactly what happened, then we just played video games until we went to sleep.

He noticed me as soon as I left my room. His hair was all messy, and he looked exhausted even though it was noon. I giggled to myself. Typical Frank.

"Mornin', Sky," he said, then he yawned, and ran one of his hands through his messy hair.

I giggled again. "Good morning, Frank," I said.

"How are you doing now that this shit happened? You alright now?" he asked, referring to what happened with Gerard.

"N-not really," I admitted.

"You will be," he said, then he wrapped an arm around me. "This shit takes time."

I smiled at him, because he's such a great friend. We both sat on the couch in silence for a while. I stared off into the distance again, but this time Frank was here to notice.

"Hey, don't be sad. It'll all work out. If it doesn't, then he's not worth it. One day, you'll either have him, or somebody else, but either way, you'll have somebody, and you'll be so fucking happy. It'll all work out eventually, Sky. Just give it time."

"But I don't want to be with anybody else! I only love him!"

"Sky, I'm gonna be brutally honest with you for a second here. No man should break up with his girlfriend as much as he does. Relationships shouldn't be as hard as yours is. He's lied to you about his past, he's moved to a different state from you, he's cheated on you, and you've broken up more times than I can keep track of. Have you ever thought that, just maybe, it wasn't really meant to be?"

I thought about that. Frank actually makes a point here. Maybe it really isn't meant to be now. We've broken up so many times, is it even worth trying again anymore?