Now this is: The End

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{SHANNON POV}

Cammie and I sat crossed legged on our roughly made bed. From her eyes the tears burst like water from a dam, spilling down her pink cheeks. I feel my mouth trembling like a little kid. As I look towards cam a shooting pain runs through my heavy head. Never had I felt so depressed or confused. A flood of emotion overwhelms me at once yet inside I manage to still feel dead. After the millions of amazing moments with Cam, it was over. The memories began to fuel the fire inside my heart, breaking it into even more pieces.

 Cam explains she wants to break up so that we can focus on our personal happiness. She's worried that she isn't as happy as she could be. Hearing this hurts. I don't want her unhappy but I don't want her to leave me. I can't see myself with anyone else and right I don't think that's going to change. I tell cam that I will go find somewhere to stay for the night and we will talk it out in the next few days. I collect a bag of things together and head out. 

With each step I take away from Cammie my heart sinks further down inside me. Part of me wants to run back and kiss her forever and ever, but I know that the act will make everything worse. I reach my car and get into the driver's seat. Cammie's usual spot. I look back at the apartment and swallow before turning the key and driving away. 

A little while down the main road I turn into a gas station and pick up a six pack of beers. When I get to a Motel I check in and then go to my room and crack open a beer. I throw it back and its done within minutes. Before I even had time to register what I'm doing I open another one and start drinking it. In my back pocket my phone buzzes, it's a twitter notification saying that Cam tweeted, I open it up and gulp as I read what the tweet says:

'Shannon and I are no longer together. I love you guys endlessly but please understand we have to do what's best for ourselves right now.'

It kills me seeing it written on the internet for everyone to see. Trying to hold back the tears, with my hands shaking as I type I start to construct a tweet through the haze of emotions.

'We will always love you guys, I'm sorry I know so many of you are upset right now. Thanks for being there for us and respecting our decision.'

I press tweet and my phone slips from my sweaty hand. I leave it on the floor where it landed, grab hold of another beer and throw it back before falling asleep on top of the bed covers.


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⏰ Last updated: Nov 26, 2016 ⏰

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