I wake up in the morning, and get up and look in the mirror only to find my face smeared with mascara from my tears last night.
I don't even remember when I went to bed last night. But I recall what I remembered last night. I never got a text from Caroline either yesterday.
I bet they got together yesterday. And starting going out now that I'm gone. Maybe they never liked me. Why would Caroline do that? Why would Cameron do that?
Why would they take advantage of me being gone. I go to the bathroom and angrily scrub my face, tears start streaming down again and I continue sobbing.
They probably weren't even sorry. They probably didn't even feel bad. I kept on bawling and attacking my face with a washcloth to continue getting off my smeared makeup.
When I finish washing my face I make my way downstairs to eat breakfast. I had wiped up all my tears but my mom still noticed I was upset.
"What's wrong Claire?" she asked, sympathetically.
"Well... Last night Cameron broke up with me." I said, choking back tears.
"Oh, Claire, you'll be alright. Something's just aren't meant to be."
"I know, I know... I just always thought me and Cameron were meant to be." I reply, so very close to letting the waterfall of tears fall from my eyes.
"And, long distance relationships don't always work out, remember that."
"I-I know that too, b-but I never..."
I let the tears fall down from my eyes and glaze over my cheeks.
"You never what?" my mom inquisitively asks me.
"I never got a text from Cameron OR Caroline yesterday. And I just have this really bad fe-"
"Claire, I'm sure Caroline was busy with another friend. She wasn't hooking up with Cameron." my mom cuts in.
"O-okay," I reply, but not believing that inside. "I'm still really sad though." I confirm.
"I know you are. It'll be okay. Now what do you want for breakfast?"
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When I finish eating my breakfast I go up stairs and check my phone. I had one text from Cameron, and one from Caroline. Have they fessed up yet? I think to myself.
The text from Cameron read:
"Claire, I'm really sorry, but it's for the best."
And the text from Caroline said:
"Hey Claire!"
Well Caroline's good at making it look like nothing's went on at all. But I know something's up.
I decide that I'll go on a walk to unleash some of my feelings. I was so agitated, heartbroken, and suspicious.
I go to the box of clothes that I've been too lazy to unpack and find something cute to wear. You never know who you could meet on a stroll through the town, right? I pick out a white dress sundress with a pattern of yellow sunflowers on it.
Then, I go to the bathroom to do my hair and makeup. I wasn't feeling completely up for doing makeup because I still wasn't feeling very perky, so I just put on a small amount of concealer and some mascara. I brush out my hair, then go back into my room. I go to a box that has some of things in it and rummage through it to find a purse. I find a green and yellow Vera Bradley cross body purse and stick my phone and some money inside of it, just in case I want to buy anything.
"Hey mom I'm going on a walk." I say when I get downstairs.
"Okay, don't come home too late!" she replies.
"I won't" I say.
Once I actually know I've put aside some time to think about everything that's happened, the sadness comes back to me. I walk out of the front door where the sun beams brightly in the perfectly bright blue sky. The trees and grass are bright green, and birds are chirping cheerfully. Everything seems happy but me. It's summer and there's nothing that I can be all radiant about. In fact, it seems like there's a billion things to be down about.
Why did this have to happen to me? Why did Cameron have to break up with me, especially when I moved and I already had so much to worry about. I can't help but start to quietly weep for the hundredth time because I couldn't take the feeling of pain anymore.
I look up and wipe off my tears that hopefully didn't smear any of my mascara. I notice I'm at the front of my neighborhood. As I keep walking to the town I think my dreary thoughts again.
Did Caroline really betray me? She texted my like everything was normal today. But you think she'd text me yesterday. Why would she do that to me, if she did anyway?
I keep on stifling my cries. What if I lost a friend? What if she was happy I was gone? I keep on pondering over everything. Thinking of every possible situation. It was dreadful but I needed to think it all out. I'm pretty sure I got all my thoughts out about the whole deal but the notions just keep whirling around my head.
I can't keep thinking about this. I can't keep dwelling over this. Maybe I should move on. I realize that I'm entering the town, occupied by many shops, small restaurants, and other amenities. I notice there's a Starbucks, and nothing cheers me up more than a Caramel Ribbon Crunch Frappuccino.
I keep my steady pace through the town and make my way to the Starbucks, a little more cheered up, because who doesn't enjoy a nice frappe? I feel a vibrate against my body and notice that it's my phone. I pull it out and see a text from Caroline. I can walk and check my phone, I think to myself. I keep walking towards the Starbucks as I type in my phone passcode to see the message. My thought that I could multitask was suddenly removed when walked into the Starbucks and bump right into someone!
I look up from my phone. It's a guy, and he was super attractive if you asked me. I immediately feel embarrassed.
"I'm so sorry!" I say, still mortified. I take a moment to study him. He has the same exact eyes as the boy I saw yesterday. A bright, piercing, amazing sky blue. I instantly fell in love.
"No, no it was me." He says, and I think I see him blush a little bit.
"You weren't the one looking down at your phone walking in, you don't have to take the blame." I say, with a little
laugh. He smiles at me, and I feel chills through my body.
"What's your name?" He asks me.
"Claire." I say with a soft smile. "Yours?"
"Nash." He replies.
