The Boy Next Door

Already Gone

The song relates to Danielle and Kyle in this chapter. Listen while reading.

Danielle's P.O.V
"I love you too." I said. And I meant it. My head hurt but I held Gray's face and wiped his tears. I had never seen a boy cry for me before. God I am grateful. Gray started crying so hard and I held him. I ran my fingers through his hair. He needed me. And I needed him.
     "Hey Danielle." Kyle was standing in the doorway. I looked up still holding Grayson.
     "Hh-ey." I choked up in my words. A tear went down my cheek. Two boys, and one of me. Grayson looked up and turned to see Kyle.
     "I'm gonna leave, you two should talk. You haven't in a while." Gray got up out of the room and closed the door. He was not just a boy, but a gentlemen.
     "Hey, so I heard you were in the hospital and rushed over as fast as I could."
     "Yeah my moms in here too. I hope she's up." Kyles mouth opened.
     "I'm so sorry. Maybe this isn't a good time."
     "It's fine, what's up?"
     "I just wanted to tell u Danielle, that I still love you. I wanted to find you in school but I heard you were here and my first instinct was to get here as fast as I could. Listen I know I haven't been there in the past but just know I'll always be here for you."
     "That's the thing," I swallowed and took a deep breath. "You are talking in past tense-I wanted to give you a note so we could talk. I miss the past, I miss you, I miss everything. But that's in the past for a reason, and you had the whole summer to come back into my life, and you let me go. I told you when you did that if you did it would be our last goodbye...and you didn't realize. I want you to know- that you were my first love. But your the first for a reason."
     "Danielle-"
    "Me and you had nice memories. But we also had bad Kyle...but I don't blame you for all of it. We just couldn't do it anymore. It's not either of us, we fell out of love. What's left is us trying to put the pieces back together but every time it hasn't felt the same. It won't ever be the same, because things change."
     "Okay." He looked stunned, and like he was about to pass out himself.
     "I need to let you go."
      "I get that." He kissed my forehead, telling me to feel better, but his words never really made it out, they sounded like he was talking underwater because my heart skipped a few beats. I let him go, for good. The waterworks started to flow. I wiped my eyes and took some deep breaths. He's gone.