JAKE'S POV
Every day I walk through the school halls and look for Eric... He never shows... Never comes to class... He just sits at home... I'm worried about him.... Everyday I walk to class and see Anthony sitting there.... A smile on his face... Glad that he broke us up... Glad that he's the reason I'm dying on the inside.... Glad that Eric's probably dead...
No one has seen him... Not even Cally... She said she's been to his house... That she tried ringing the door bell... But he never came to the door.... That she's climbed up to his bedroom window... But it's blocked with his bookshelf....
He's keeping himself locked in his house day and night.... What if he killed himself? I couldn't live with that pain.... He used to keep a spare key in his back yard.... I wonder if it's still there... Maybe I should go check...
ERIC'S POV
Every day I climb out of bed and tell myself "This is the day... I'll get up and go to school.... I'll smile and ignore Jake... I won't even look at him..." But every day... I walk downstairs... Fully dressed and ready to go... And I just can't.... I know I would just break down in the hallways or in class.... I would just run from the building... And he wouldn't come after me....
I wonder if he even thinks about me anymore? Maybe he's moved on... Maybe he's still seeing that girl.... Maybe he doesn't even care that I haven't showed at school... Maybe he's happy I'm not there.... Maybe he thanked Anthony for tearing us apart... Maybe... Just maybe..... He's happy to not have me....
I've blocked off my window... So Cally can't come in... She came to my door the other day... I didn't want her to see me like this.... My body is pale from not eating.... My face is red from crying and screaming.... My hair is greasy from sleeping a lot and not taking a shower... I can hardly breathe from the pain in my chest...
