Chapter 15 part2

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Jace's POV

I lazily stood up from the floor.

I have been waiting for Danielle day and night outside her door. I would only go for a few minutes to eat and have a shower but I'll go back as quickly as I could.

I could also easily break the door if I wanted to, but I still hope she'll open her door for me.

I don't want to force her. She said she needed time and as much as I could I am giving it to her although it fcking hurts to be almost near her but at the same time too fcking far from her to even touch her.

I went to my place and heated my meal in the oven and took a quick shower. I ate and fixed myself and after a little over 5minutes I'm already on my way to Danielle's place.

I stared at her door.

I wanted so much to open it up and force Danielle to talk to me but I know it would not help our current situation.

I already called her dad and told him what happened. As expected he was mad at me but later he told me I am the only one who could fix this. He said he knew about our feelings with each other and agreed it is a bit of misunderstanding and trust issues.

Mom and Dad also knew and they were both very worried. They honestly liked Danielle and wanted us to be back together. They too tried to contact Danielle but it isn't ringing anymore, I bet the batteries are drained already.

I touched the door.

Danielle never talked to me in any way. She would only talk to Louis, although she never let him in also, at least she talks to him.

I sat again beside her door and leaned my head.

I miss Danielle so much.

We were almost inseparable then suddenly this happened.

I've never been away from her this long.

And it fcking hurts. Its annoying and its frustrating.

I tried to close my eyes and memories of Danielle and I flashed back to me.

I have been doing this more and more lately as I try to ease my longing for her.

I would often reminisce how I caress her face every morning after a night full of love making.

I would reminisce how she laughs as I tickle her.

I would endlessly and painfully imagine having her in my arms again.

I never thought those would only be in memories now.

I opened my eyes and knocked at her door.

l'm hoping this time she'll answer.

"Danielle.." I called her.

Still no answer.

"Babe, I miss you." I said under my breath. "God knows how sorry I am, babe just please.." I pleaded.

I waited for a response from her but I heard nothing. Not even a sound from the inside.

Worry took me.

There would always be a faint noise from the inside. A sign she is somehow fine but now there is nothing.

Could she..?

No, she might be just asleep or something.

I touched the doorknob and tried to open it. I was surprised when I found out it wasn't locked.

I can't help but wonder since when was it unlocked?

Did she left it unlocked for me?

I opened the door and looked for Danielle.

"Danielle?" I called.

I looked at the place. It was surprisingly tidy as compared to what my place looks like. She's a total O.C.

I checked the bedroom and found a newly fixed bed.

I began to worry more as I checked the bathroom and still didn't saw her.

I ran my way towards the balcony and prayed to see nothing.

I was a bit relieved when I checked the balcony and didn't found anything I was fearing but I was still worried.

Where could she have been?

I hurriedly checked her drawers and closet and found that most of her things are missing.

Did she left?

Why would she?

Where would she go?

I often heard her telling me that this place is her home here in New York. So where can she possibly go?

I ran my way to the lobby. If she left, she will surely tell the receptionist.

I recognized the receptionist that Danielle had talked with for a few times back when we first met.

She saw me and turned to talk to me.

"You're looking for her?" She said even before I asked so I just nod.

That made me nervous.

Does that mean she knew where Danielle is?

"She said to give this to the first one who will ask for her." She said handling me an envelope.

I hesitantly took the envelope and opened it.

I found a letter inside and saw Danielle's penmanship.

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a/n: This is the letter. It is still on Jace's POV.

Who ever might be reading this.

Well actually, it must have only be my friend Louis or Jace.

Louis, if you're reading this. I want to thank you for everything. You had been such a real friend. A great friend. Remember, you are such a wonderful person despite your difference. We are all unique. You're identity has nothing to do with your ability, you are talented and a great nurse. Do not forget that. I owe you a lot. You might not notice but you've helped me so much. Keep safe.

Jace, I am sorry. I am sorry if I lied. I love you and it has always been you. But I would not deny that after that day, I was angry at you. I have so many questions that I wanted to ask you. Like Why? Why would you not listen to me? Why did you made such speculations? I lied to you, yes. But I never ever cheated on you. I never even thought of cheating you. I love you way too much to do that. Why do you have so little faith on me? I had always have faith on you. What happened to your promise? You said you'll never leave my side? Where are you now? You left me without hearing my side. I am mad, I feel broken, I want to blame you about everything but I know I have to move on.

Honestly right now, I don't know what to feel about you. I think I am not that angry anymore. I'm not sure. But I still cannot face you. Sorry. I felt like I have been really drained to feel anything. I just know that I need to move on. This may be a lesson for me to learn before I meet my 'meant to be'. Maybe I needed to feel this to be able to love more the next time. Maybe God let you and I cross path so that we could be better person not only for our real "meant to be" but also for our own selves. Maybe He let me meet you so I could meet my soulmate although it honestly felt like you are and I really wished you were.

I need to go. I need space. I need to collect what's left of me. I need to be better. I know that is what God planned of me. I hope you could find your soulmate as I search for mine.

-Danielle

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