Lost to Me ~A Shoey Fanfic~ *ON HOLD*

Chapter 3: The Perfect Wednesday

~Shane's POV~

I slid my sleeping mask off of my eyes and looked at the clock.  11:37, almost noon on a Wednesday.  Sounds about right.  

The sheets beside me are cold.  Lisa must have gone to the gym a while ago, leaving me with Corny.  

I finally drag myself out of bed.  Yawning, I see a note from Lisa is laying on the dining table.

Lisa: Gone to the gym, be back around 11:30. 

As I wrap my still half-asleep brain around this sentence, she walks in the door.  Her eyes are cast to the ground, and she looks like she's ready to cry.  Her visit to the gym couldn't have been THAT awful, could it?  I walk over to her, concerned.  I wrap my arms around her, and she leans into my embrace, then tenses up.

I lean down and look at her in concern.

Shane: You okay?

Lisa: Um, we need to talk.

That's never good. 

Lisa: Look, Shane.  First off, you've been a great boyfriend.  You did nothing wrong.

Great.  That can only mean… 

Lisa: I'm really sorry, Shane, but…I'm breaking up with you.  I'm so sorry it has to be like this, but I…I'm just not feeling it any more, you know?  I don't want to be in a relationship where I don't feel as committed as the other person.  I feel like I'm holding you back, you know?  I've packed my things, and I'm going to live with my mom for a while until I find a place of my own.  You can have Corny.

She leaned in and gave me a hug. 

It felt stiff, unnatural.  I couldn't bring my arms to wrap themselves around her to hug her back.  

I just stood there, looking at her, stunned. 

Lisa: Goodbye Shane.  I'm sorry.  

She turns around and walks towards the door.  I stare at her, shocked.  As she places her hand on the door to push it back open, I call after her

Shane: Lisa!  Wait!

I run over to her, my robe flapping behind me.

Shane: Can't we talk this through?  I'm sorry I haven't been spending much time with you, and if you give me a second chance I swear you won't regret it!  Please, Lisa, don't leave me!

She sadly shakes her head without hesitation.

Lisa:  I'm sorry, Shane...I've thought about this for a long time, and this is the right thing to do.  For you, and for me.  It's time we both move on, find someone else.  

She leans in and gives me one last kiss on the cheek.  She opens her mouth like she wants to say something more, then closes it, and walks out the door.  It closes behind her, the noise echoing in the empty house.

I think hear a sniff before the door shuts, but it might just be my imagination.

This can't be!  It has to be some kind of Dare Wednesday episode.  Today is Wednesday, right?

I run as fast as my legs can carry me to the closet.  No, it can't be.  

My clothes are the only ones there, strewn where I had left them before. 

Lisa's side of the closet was empty, and even all the hangers are gone.

I sink down onto the floor, with my back to the stack of drawers, the palms of my hands pressed against my eyes. 

My chest heaved, and tears streamed from my eyes. 

How did I not see this coming?  But then again, when had I actually stopped and looked at Lisa, or had a really deep conversation with her?

Every time I had stopped to chat with her, or give her a quick kiss, she had seemed fine.  Come to think of it, the only reason I really paid attention to her today was because of completely obvious air of sadness.  

Had I really been so blind to not notice her lack of smiles flashed my way?  To notice Lisa's near breakdowns, or her quiet sobs at night?  How is it completely humanly possible for me to not ask her what was wrong, and just push these events out of my mind?

But once she shut that door between us, those little memories came flooding back.

How long had this been going on?  A week? A month? No, Shane...almost half a year.  And I fucking asked her to give me a second chance, when she's clearly had time to think this through.  I slammed my hand against the drawers. Six fucking months.

More than enough time.

The girl who I thought was my soul-mate has left me.  Gone, before I even got the chance to change into decent clothes, or wake up fully for the day.  

And my heart was broken.

What a great Wednesday morning.

A/N Sorry this update took so long...I was waiting for 25 reads.  I think I'll start posting new chapters when I hit a certain amount of reads.  The read goal will be at the bottom of my A/N after every chapter.  

Also, I swear...Christmas music is taking over EVERYWHERE! The song "All I Want For Christmas is You" is kinda hitting close to home this year for me...anyone else?

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