Life after Loss » an Unexpected sequel

One: Being Left

Why?
What's wrong?
Don't you love me anymore?

Look, Soph, I don't really know.
You're all the way in New York. We
barely see each other. And I meet
other people.

You promised that it wouldn't affect
anything. You PROMISED.

I know, it was stupid.

How could you?

I'm sorry.

You know, at least Jamie makes an
effort. And he isn't even my boyfriend.

I'm very sorry.

You are? Well fuck me
Wait, no. Fuck you and your
little bitches.

Can we at least be friends?

After what just happened? I don't know.

Please?

And after that, I didn't bother replying. I needed air. I needed space. It never occurred to me that he would leave me. I would always imagine myself with him in the future. But I guess things have changed.

I was crying, nonstop. I called Jamie to tell him what just had happened -- Jamie's a good listener. I also called Adri. After telling Adri, she was cursing like there was no tomorrow -- the typical. She was complaining on why she and Zac had to be cousins. And how she would LOVE to strangle him with her stethoscope.

I think I'll find it hard to move on. Especially because he was someone I loved dearly. WAS. Now I just don't know anymore. But with what just happened, it's a sign that I should definitely move on.

*****

After a few hours of crying, I heard someone knock on the door. I wonder who it is. I wasn't expecting anyone.

I didn't know what time it was or how long I've been in my bed, but I didn't care. Although it was pretty dark in my room even though almost everything was white.

"Just a sec!" I shout.

I checked myself in the mirror, I looked like a mess. Eyes all red and swollen. My hair messed up. Good thing I didn't use any eyeliner or mascara. I was happy with what I was wearing. A pair if leggings, an oversized sweater of mine, and some fuzzy socks.

As I open the door, I was surprised. It was Jamie. He was holding a box of pizza and a tub of ice cream.

Jamie and I met through he-who-shall-not-be-named. Jamie was his childhood friend. Lost connection, but they bumped into each other upon looking for universities to enter to.

We would all meet up every now and then during summer. And it wasn't long until he was finally part of our group. You know, our highschool group.

Out of us all, Jamie and I just clicked. So I'm the one closest to him.

Jamie gave me a little smile and giving a face asking if he could come in.

You see, that's the cool thing. We can use facial expressions to communicate.

I slightly smile at his small but sweet gesture and let him in.

"I knew you'd be upset, so I got here right when we were dismissed," said Jamie.

"Aww, J you didn't have to," I answered.

"Of course I did, I heard you crying over the phone."

"Oh, haha, really?" I said slightly tearing up again.

"Yeah," he replies with a worried look on his face.

After a moment of silence he pulled me into a hug. I cried even harder. And this wasn't just a hug. It was a tight hug that I needed.

After letting go, he wiped my tears.

"No more crying, okay?" He said.

I nod.

He picks up CDs -- most likely movies.

"Harry Potter?" He asked.

I smiled. An actual smile. And said, "do you even have to ask?"

But I think to myself, it's only been three months of college and I feel like my world's falling apart.

*****

a/n

Guess who's baaaack (with a probably more interesting story).

So cherxphxbic and I thought that maybe we could make a sequel to Unexpected (don't you worry luvs, she's working on it). And here it iiiis.

Hope y'all find it interesting.

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