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The apartment seemed quiet from all the silence, and Camila humming to the sound of her favorite new song broke it. She pranced around the room, along with cleaning it and doing other things she could have done with Shawn's help if he was still here. God, she missed him. His brown locks, his smile, those red lips of his that she kissed under the stars on their first date. But, it didn't matter that much now because she had moved on a little from him. With the help of Lauren and her other friends, it had seemed that she now ... forgot about him.



It wasn't a bad thing, he left her with a single kiss on her forehead and walked away. She needed time to heal, and now she did.



Camila tripped across a box and fell to her bed with a thud. She pulled a strand of her hair to the back of her ear and fixed her eyes to the box below her. It was filled with folded papers, some ripped and others perfectly cutted. And then, she remembered it completely.



A gasp came from her as she reached below and grabbed the cardboard box and placed it on the edge of her bed. It was the letters.



How could she forget?



Even if she wanted to move on, she still felt like she missed his company. A silent moment was used for her to think about what she should do. She chewed on her lip before grasping the journal and her pen from the nightstand beside her.



And before she wrote the things she wanted to say, a sigh escaped her lips. Shawn came across her mind again.



What was he doing?

Was he okay without her?

Did he still have feelings?



She shook her head from the thoughts and they floated away.



Dear Shawn,

I'm glad that I can finally say I have moved on a little. Keyword, a little. You are slowly starting to fade out from my mind, and I am so thankful. Without my friends, I would still be stuck at home with my TV on playing some drama or rom-com. But now, I'm finally free after you made me miserable.

Needless to say, I hate you. I hate you for making me this way. I wish I never met you, God I wish I never met you in Lauren's senior party. You are such a bitch, and I hate you so much.

But I also love you. Goodness. What am I saying? You just make my heart flutter when I see your face. Is it because of your smile? Oh, I miss you.

And I'm also happy for you.

Lila fits so perfectly with you, and I am so happy that you are happy. Because now, I've realized that you were just a waste of my time.

I had let go of you, and sometimes—I wish I never did.

Love, Camila.



She licked her lips and threw the piece of paper in the bin.

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