Until the Summer Ends

So sick

chapter 2: part 1

~* So sick*~

song of the upload: So sick - Neyo( listen as you read. It might help you understand this chapter)

Ivy's POV:

       As soon as I got home from creating my new promise to myself I couldn't help it. I had to cry. My mom and my sisters asked me what was wrong,but  I couldn't muster up enough courage to let myself break down in front of them. God,I hate crying in front of people. I just shook my head and ran up to my bedroom. I turned on the radio to drown out my sobs. The song that came on was So sick by NeYo. I couldn't believe what I did next. I got up and walked to my bulletin board with all my concert tickets,basketball&football tickets, pictures, and Mr. snuggles(my stuffed rabbit).

      I began to take down the pictures of Alex and me. The first one I took down was the picture of Alex and I next to the ferris wheel at the carnival on our first date. He was staring down at me while I smiled cheekily into the camera. More tears rolled down my face as I remembered that night. Before that date I disliked him with a passion. He was such a jerk. He was those jocks who played every girl before he met me. Mind was so set on not falling for him,but as one can see. I did,and I feel so disgusted with myself. For I fell for his God like looks. I fell for his Playboy Charms.

       The next picture I took down was after the football game they had just won. Me in my cheer uniform and him in his football uniform helmet in hand. His other holding my waist up so he could access my lips better. Another set of tears streamed down my face at the thought of how hard it's going to be to let him go. I can't believe how dumb I've been. He told me he was done being a player. I shouldn't of believed him. I should of left him there at the park down on his knees under that tree begging me to be his girl. That memory brings me to the picture of him doing exactly that. For once in my life I couldn't believe the way that i just lost my will power.

   As  NeYo sang I started to understand that I am truly sick of tears and love songs, but just like him I couldn't move to turn off the radio. When he sung the part of changing the calendar, I all of a sudden found myself holding mine. A sharpie in hand blacking out the significant dates of what I'm hoping from this point on will become my past.  The next song that came on was Set fire to the Rain, and at that point I really felt like Adele and I were in the same shoes. I finished with the calendar and marked today as the day I made my promise. I finally finished with pictures of Alex and me.

     I moved on the to the pictures of Camille and me. As soon as I picked up the picture of us at 8 wearing big poofy dresses. I remembered that we were dressed as flower girls at her moms wedding to Camille's step dad. Tears started coming down again as I were getting rid of my old best friend. Well too bad she's now the past and  I have to move on.