Once upon a while ago

One.

Chapter One

Thousand of unanswerable questions flooding my mind, what did he want to talk about? Oh, gosh. I hope he's not breaking up with me. What am I even thinking? Of course, he's not. We've been together for six months now. Who would've thought a simple crush would turn into something? I sighed mentally. Life can be really surprising. I ambled through the hallway of Oaks high, my feet clicking against the concrete floor, echoing through the empty corridor. Humming my favorite song,  I reached my destination. I pushed the big double doors leading towards the school stadium, and immediately saw him. I suddenly felt butterflies fluttering in the pit of my stomach, just like the first time he asked me out. I sighed dreamily. 

I strolled towards him carefully, and tiptoed to cover his eyes since he's really tall. Smiling, I asked, "Hm, guess who?"

"Guardian Angel, is that you?" He said jokingly, but there was a hint of sadness in his voice. I dropped my hands, and he turned around to look at me. I stood up on my tiptoes to give him a peck, and he smiled, but I can tell it was a fake one. There was obviously something wrong, and my gut was telling me that I'm not going to like it. 

" What's wrong?" I asked him anxiously. I hugged him tightly,  just like the way I'm telling him that everything will be alright.

"You're making this hard for me." He took my arms off, and looked at me straight in the eye. Is it weird that I felt like I just wanted him to kiss me right here, right now at this very serious situation? Oh, guess not. 

"I can't do this anymore." He gestured to himself. 

I stared at him curiously, not really sure about what he was talking about since I was busy daydreaming about us making out again later. Just a thought about it made the heat rush up my cheeks again.

"Huh? Do what?" I tilt my head to the right, just like a puppy trying to figure out things when they hear something. 

He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again. He looked like a gaping fish. Aw, my boyfriend is just too cute. 

I stomped my foot patiently as I waited for him to speak again, smiling at him assuringly.

He looked disinclined for a moment, until he finally let it out, "Us."

And just like that I felt like my world collapse right before my eyes. How could he? We were happy, but why? I have so many questions to ask, but it seemed like my mind couldn't register what just happened.

"Are you mad?" He walked up to me slowly, "Look, I don't want to lose you. You've been there with me when I needed you the most. You were a great girlfriend, probably the best one I've ever had, but it doesn't seem to work out anymore."

I felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest. I shook my head while looking down, swallowing the lump in my throat. 

"W-why?" I quavered, staring at him wth so much pain in my eyes. I closed my eyes as he kissed my tears away, knowing I'd never have him do it again. 

"I'm just not right for you, I hope you understand." Exactly, Rider. I will never understand. 

I blinked away another set of tears, spilling over my cheeks, " Please, dont do this." I hugged him tightly, grasping his shirt firmly. "We can start all over again. We could make it work!" 

He tried to let go, but I only hugged him tighter, " I can't. Please, don't do this, Riley." 

"Rider, Please, don't leave me. I don't know what I would do without you." I can't do this. I love him so fucking much it hurts. It's like a part of me was taken away. 

"I cant, Riley." He took a deep breath, "It's because I don't fucking love you anymore, okay? What's between you and I, it's over." 

I can't believe this, but I guess, all I have to do is to accept it. I just can't force him to love me, right? If I could, I would. But if you love someone, you'll have to let them go and try to be happy for them. Even if it hurts. 

I managed to give him a smile, even through warm tears were already streaming down my face, " I'm sorry."

I did the last thing I know I could never do ever again, I pressed my lips against his one last time,  feeling the fireworks explode throughout my body. This is probably the last time I could ever kiss him, and it broke my heart. As much as it hurts, I have to let him go. 

" Goodbye, Rider." I pulled away from him. I gathered all the dignity I had left, and simply walking away without a sound, except my heart shattering.

Shit.

Slang.

Definition:  Something worthless. 

That's exactly how I'm feeling right now after a break up last night. Why is it even called a heartbreak? It's like every part of my body hurts too, but it's nothing compared to the pain I feel inside.  Why does love have to be like this? It's like a beautiful dream, and then suddenly it turns into a nightmare. Love could never be understood, but that's how everything works, doesn't it? We can't always get what we want. Even if we do, there will be always something who will stand in the way. 

Going to school after a break-up is a wrong decision to make, but then again, skipping school isn't the best thing ever. What's there left to do? Burn the whole school down? Sounds tempting, eh? But no, it's not as easy as it seems. I don't want to ruin my bright future just because of some stupid break-up. So, guess what I did? I chose the first one. Yeah, that's right. I decided to come to school, but I just can't see him right now, knowing my heart couldn't take it. It's like I was stabbed straight into my heart, making me want to scream just to make the pain go away. 

I slowed down my pace as I came face to face to my school, Oaks High. Being popular has its perks, but if you don't want people in your personal issues, you'd change your mind. Being popular isn't really everything. Sure, you could get to have a lot of friends, but are you sure they'll even stick with you through your downfall? I guess not.

I pushed the large double doors open leading to my own personal hell. Murmurs and whispers errupted through the hallway as I stride my way to my locker. Wow, words certainly travels fast. Stares burned through my back, I turned around, plastering my own signature fake smile. 

I sighed mentally as I prepared myself for a long day ahead of me. 

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Chapter One. So, what's your break-up story? Care to share? Wow, that rhymes. But, seriously, I'm interested :). Enjoy Reading. Comment your thoughts. Vote if you like it. 

To be Edited. 

xx Natalia