It Starts with Hello ◇Drew Dirksen AU

Chapter Twenty Nine.

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Chapter Twenty Nine.

Drew's POV

When I think back to how I wanted to live my life I always thought I would accomplish things. I didn't have a set on plan of what I wanted to do precisely but I did know what I would want to do, I would want to accomplish it.

I have found, I have not accomplished anything of what I would want to. I wanted to travel the world. I am sort of doing that but not exactly.

I wanted to become a musician, back when I was eleven, didn't accomplish that either. 

I wanted to write a book. Whether it's fictional, non-fictional, or just an autobiography. But needless to say, i didn't accomplish that.

And here I am. Not accomplishing a damn thing I really have wanted to do. Not wanting to accomplish them either.

You are probably confused right now. And you have every reason to be. But it's true. I don't want to accomplish these things because that means I would want to be look out of inspiration I should never inspire anyone. I should never be the inspiration of anyone.

And why you may ask.

Because I am a failure. A liar. A untrustworthy person. Yes, that's right. People shouldn't trust me anymore because there will be a time when I will let you down.

Like Violet for an example. She trusted me. I let her down. And I know it's out of my own stupidity because i left but it's to late. I can't look back now and say it was delightful. 

Her liking in me was something I could never comprehend. Why did she care so much for me? Why does anyone care for me? I can't be cared for. It doesn't make any sense to me.

"May I sit here?" 

I look up from my spot to a young woman in her mid twenties.I nod and then try to give more room on the bus seat at which I was sitting at.

"Uh thank you," she said and sits down. She puts her hands together as she is sitting and I can't help but look at them. She has a ring on her finger. And she isn't even that young. How could someone give up their life for another at such a young age?

I look out the window before things got awkward. I see Paris go away from me. Looking back the city and knowing that Violet remains here without me. 

Where am I going? What am I doing? 

I gulp. 

How could I be so stupid? How could I be so selfish and full of myself? How could I just leave like this? Without letting Violet know I do care for her but not so much to give up my life for her. I do really care for her. I just think this is the best way for her. I feel like I can't live up what she is practically asking for. And...