Johnny's POV (December 5, 2017)
I close the book and put back on the shelf.
Clara was a great girl, and I just tossed her away like she was trash.
I was stupid to think she could be replaced.
These past weeks have been pain and searching for me. Searching for another girl, and the pain from Clara leaving.
I pull out my phone and text her.
Johnny: I'm sorry. Pls come back
Clara: It won't change anything
Johnny: where r u?
Clara: I'm safe. Don't worry about me
Johnny: but I will
Clara: I'm sorry
I call her. Just one last time, I just want to hear her voice. Just so I could know she is still there, somewhere.
Her phone picks up.
"Clara."
"Johnny?" her voice asks.
"Clara, please, come home. I'm sorry. I didn't know," I ramble.
"I am home," her voice seems near.
"Where?" I say, not understanding what's going on.
She hangs up, and I know I lost everything.
I lost her, didn't I. She's gone.
I sit on her bed and bury my head in my hands.
A pair of arms wrap around my shoulders and the bed dipped down.
"With you."
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The Diary
Short StorySenior in high school, Clara has always been with Johnny. She thought everything was perfect. Until one day she caught him making out with another girl, her ultimate enemy, Jocelyn. Torn and shocked, she leaves town without saying where she was goin...
