After all that crazy shit, I decided to move schools. Yeah, again. I wanted to get my life back on track and change my whole complete self. Alec and I separated ways for we often fought. He'd say things about me and I'd say something back. It was like fighting fire with fire. It's impossible, isn't it?
That's why I realized Alec and I couldn't ever be a "thing". We weren't right for each other, we were just so ...different. We didn't have a spark like he and Lizzie did, and I knew it.
We stopped talking and I parted my ways from Alec and Garrett and Anthea. They wanted their own lives and so I let them have it.
I cried every time "Location" came on the radio. It was mine and Alec's song. We found a connection to it, but hearing it during those times, it hurt me the most. Every time Alec and I hung out, we sang to it and laughed when we purposely sang them out of tune. But now, hearing his name pains me.
No wait, it kills me. Every. Single. Time.
During those weeks, I tried to find myself. To teach myself that loving me for who I am isn't a bad thing. Loving myself, doesn't mean that I'm selfish but the fact that I am proud and confident in my own skin. People can have opinions about what they think of me, but I am my own judge.
Alec soon fell in love with Lizzie once again and they dated. They were happy. Lizzie just had no clue what I felt for him. I kept it all to myself, because I had no choice. Sometimes the easiest way for making someone happy, is to learn to let them go.
Understand that they left for a reason.
"Riona, can I talk to you real quick?" He questioned me.
"Alec, what's wrong?" I asked."I hate you." He responded. I was shattered inside. He killed my soul.
So with tears running down my cheeks, I slapped him across his face,
telling him,"When you needed someone I was there. I supported you and cared for you like a brother. Hate me? Fuck. You."
And so I left him.
But this time, it was for good.
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Postcards From Last Summer
Teen Fiction"Alec brushed my hair aside of my face as I turned to face him. All of it was so exciting, that I felt everything happened in slow-motion. He leaned in, his hands relax on my face and my arms wrapped around his neck" As a young girl's heart locks he...