His parting words to me were beautifully bittersweet but that was before everything happened. Before they became so devastating that they tore my heart and soul apart, not ever to be mended again. He told me "You know I'll always love you, right, Va...
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✨Ailed✨
I don't understand how you can smile all day long, but cry yourself to sleep at night. How pictures never change, but the people in them do. How your best friend can become your worst enemy, or how strange it is when your worst enemy turns into your bestfriend. How forever turns into a few short months that you'd do anything to get back. How you can let go of something you once said you couldn't live without. How even though you know something is best for you, it just hurts the same. How the people who once wanted to spend every second with you, think a few minutes of their time is too much to spare. How people make promises despite knowing how common it is for promises to be broken. How people can erase you from their lives just because it is easier than working things out.
I wake with a pounding headache. It's going to be one of those days.
I realize I'm still wearing the same clothes from last night. I blush, imagining how I passed out in Blake's arms.
I get up changing my uncomfortable clothes for some leggings and a big baggy sweater. I get back in bed and curl myself into a ball.
In my dream. I'm falling, falling into a never ending darkness. Do you even call it falling if you never reach the ground?
I am pulled from sleep when I hear shuffling in my room. I open my eyes slowly, my head still hurts.
Am I hallucinating? Austin?
No. Cole.
Cole is sitting on the floor going through a box. The box I left unpacked for a reason. That box holds the key to my past. To my pain.
With his legs stretched out he looks through a photo album. I can feel the bile rising in my throat. He hasn't realized I'm awake. I stare at him in awe as his eyes cloud with something that looks like greif. Like he knows what happened. But he doesn't. He doesn't know what happened to me. To Austin.
I sit up in bed. He flinches shutting the album, putting it back in the box. He gets up "This never happened." He whispers. He shuts the door and I get a glimpse of a tattoo peeking out of the back of his shirt.
I sigh laying back down. I don't feel like going after him and beating the crap out of him.
My door barges open. In walks Zake and Mikey. "Vanessa how dare you not look stunning in front of a god like me." Zeke exclaims as he looks at my outfit and birdnest hair.
I snort "You have chocolate all over your face Zake."
Zake's eyes go wide, "Oh my god tell me this is not true." He searches his face frantically in the mirror. I laugh. "Mikey is there something on my perfect face."
