An Unusual Love

Tonight I'm Getting Over You

Daniel's P.O.V

I scrunched my face up in confusion as I thought about what Paul could possibly want to talk about. I sighed as worry took over me. So many thoughts ran through my mind. Is anything wrong? Is he gonna dump me?

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I inhaled and exhaled as I tried to convince myself that everything was fine and it was most likely something normal that he wanted to talk about.

I slowly sat up and placed my phone on my nightstand. I was gonna prepare myself just incase he was gonna dump me. After I prepared myself, I picked my phone back up and tapped the letters on the screen. Slowly, a paragraph started to form.

DanielSoPhly:'okay. Wassup?'

I leaned my head back and stared at the ceiling as I took a deep breath. My phone suddenly vibrated, taking me out of my thoughts. I swiped my thumb across the screen and entered my messages. My eyes widened and my heart slowly dropped. It turned out to be exactly what I thought it was. In fact, it even said what I thought it would...: it's not you, it's me.

I shook my head side to side as tears started to fall. My heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach as I buried my head into my pillow. What the hell?...I was only with him less then 24 hours ago. We were fine. Things were fine. Everything was fine. I don't get it.

Maybe he planned this. Maybe he thought that he'd spend one last day with me before dropping me and going off with someone else.

"Daniel, Honey, Are you okay?" My mom said, knocking on my door.

"Fuck off!" I screamed, rolling my eyes in annoyance.

"Excuse m-" she started.

"Your excused. What the fuck do you want from me? You won't even let me be me. I'm not allowed to be myself. It's not my fault why I'm like this. I just am. This is home. It's supposed to be home. It's weird because I don't even feel at home. You ruin everything. Guess what? Paul broke up with me. You got what you wanted. I hope your happy!" I grabbed the TV remote off of the bedside table and threw it at the door.

After a low crash I heard silence. I heard nothing. Nothing except the sound of my sniffles. I wiped my tears and turned over to stare out of the window. I sat there for more then 2 hours looking at the stars. Wondering when I'm gonna be okay. Wondering when will everything be okay. Wondering when will people except me for who I am.

You have no idea what i go through everyday. The things that people say. 'God won't accept you in heaven', 'faggot'... It's too much. Some how, I'm able to handle. Something kept me sane but now that something is gone. What have I got left?... Nothing. Absolutely nothing...

I rolled my eyes after my computer pinged, signaling that I received a message on Facebook. I got up and walked over to my desk. I leaned down, clicking the mouse a few times. I opened my message box and I smiled at the text I read.

'Aye, I just found out what happened. News sure does travel fast. Listen, how about we try to get your mind off of it? Tomorrow, New York, 4:00 pm, Mindless Behavior. I have 6 tickets. Ones on hold if you want it?'

'Aight,i'll be there' I replied.

I smirked,doing a happy dance. Paul, tonight I'm getting over you...