Days passed by.
The girls and I were still trying to get over our boys. Sure we had boyfriends before but not like this. We never had boyfriends that understood us. We never had boyfriends who loved us like they did. I never had a boyfriend that was better than Micah. I don't think I ever will.
Faith, Sky and I were walking through the park. We had all three dogs and were kinda talking. We weren't laughing because we didn't have over other half with us.
Speaking of them, well I have been thinking of them always. I haven't really seen them at all. I have heard some stuff about Micah and none were good. I worried and didn't know what to do.
I went home with Goddard.
I changed into my pants and just sat down like any other night, alone.
My father has been working later and later everynight. I am not sure if I should be worried or not. I worry about everything anymore. I don't know what's going on anymore. I am clueless.
MICAH'S POV
Doing whatever the hell I've been doin'.
I wouldn't admit it, but I have been doing whatever Serenity would do everyday.
First I go to the park with Chomps. He enjoys the little walk even when it's freezing. Serenity would be in my arms if she was here. She would be freezing and had on her sweatpants and my hoodie. Her hair would be down in her curls that drive me crazy. Over-whelming.
I go home to watch a move. I sit there and look at the empty space before me, Serenity should be here. She loves this movie.
I finish the movie short and move to my computer. I look up Hit The Lights and A Day To Remember. Serenity listened to these bands. She loved this song. She would dance to it and sing it really softly even though the screams , screamed over her soft whispers.
I changed my background to a bright blue. Serenity loved this color. She had it all over her room. She wouldn't wear blue too often but it was her favourite color. She was always jealous of my eyes though. She would admire them as she ran her hands over my head. She would love to sit on my lap so she was taller than me. She wouldn't say anything about it, but I knew she liked being tall.
I turned on a gameshow and answered as many as possible. I smiled when I only missed a few like last time when I was with Serenity. She got upset she didn't win but 'beat' me up afterwards. Her hits consisted on kisses and her kicks, hugs.
Hits. Hits.
That's why she left me.
The next day or Saturday, I got up really early. I turned on the Looney Toons and smiled when I saw the Tasmanian Devil and Sylvester The Cat. They put a smile on my face and I could say that that's the first time I smiled in a few weeks.
"Chance! When's Serenity coming back over?"
I groaned and willed for tears to not form. I rarely cried but when I did, I did so alone. I cried only over a few things. My dad. My mom. My grandma. Basically my family. Death. And now, Serenity. I haven't seen her in so long, it feels like she died.
But sorry's don't count. I don't know what to do for her. She is mad at me and for a good reason. I basically told her, I was leaving to go do drugs. I will be honest now that I don't care anymore, I have only been doing them for a few weeks and I am kinda fucked up.
My mom walked in my room with a smile on her face. I tried to give her one but she saw right through it.
"What's the matter, baby?"
She walked over to me. I was lying on my bed like I used to with Serenity. She sat down where Serenity's hips should lie.
"She left me."
"Why! She seemed so into you!"
That tore me. She seemed in love with me and I with her. But, I screwed everyone up with curiosity.
"I dis something, Mom. Something a lot of people are doing and it screws everything up. Trust me."
She gave me a sad smile and pat my back. She left me to my thoughts and sorrows. I have alrady missed two weeks of school and don't care about going back. When I left, that was the first time Serenity has ever actually skipped. She never did. I led her to.
After soming home from the gym later that night, I knew I had o get Serenity back. I couldn't live like this. My mom even asked for her. I needed her. When you see someone everyday, all day, you get too attached. I would know.
Even though it's the middle of the night, I must do something. I can't go one more minute knowing I am not with her or doing something for her. She is almost all I have left of the real me. She is what holds my feet to the ground but keeps my heart in the clouds. I need her and I need her now.
