Didn't See It Coming // c.s.

It's Coming To An End

A/N Like I said in the last chapter, I'm SOOOOOOO excited about the sequel. I even started the first chapter, even though I'm not even 100% sure how I'm going to end this one. Urrrg. Anyways, I'll probably be updating this every other day or so, and I believe there will only be one more chapter after this, unless you guys want some Cody POV? You guys have to tell me, or else I'm not writing any!! Although No one asked for Cody POV, I'm doing a snippet in this chapter, but not much. Anywho, enjoyyyyyyyyyyy.

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~Cody's POV~

I swung open the door a lot more roughly than intended, letting it go wild and bang into the wall, causing my moms china to rattle.

"What's got your panties in a twist?" Alii asked from the living room, without even turning around. She was flipping through the channels, and didn't top on E! for once. Thank god. I don't want to hear any more bull shit about me and Taylor right now. I just don't. I can't handle it.

I sulked over to the leather couch, not even bothering to shut the door. "This," I said, thrusting the broken necklace forwards, dangling from my hand. I paused so that Alli could turn around, "Is What's got my panties in a twist," I spat as harshly as I could. I was trying hard not to cry. I'm sure you could hear it in my voice.

My voice was raspy and kept cracking. My eyes were watering and I felt like I was going to burst into tears any second now. Why the hell would Taylor break the necklace I got her? Why would she tear down the pictures of us? There's only one explanation, she never wants to see me again. She's moving back to Maine, just like she's been saying she has to, and she never wants to see me again. If it's that way, I never want to see her again either.

That's a lie. I want to see her so bad. I want to hold her in my arms. But that would be selfish. I have to think of her. What's best for her. If she doesn't want to see me, I shouldn't force myself on her. Sh might not know exactly what's best for her, but she'll know in time ... Maybe.

When Alli Finally turned around, her jaw dropped.

~Taylor's POV~

"Get uuuuup!" Jess yelled while banging on my door. "We only have four days left here," She whined, continuing to pound on the door.

"Go do something with Josh or Alli, I'm not in the mood,"

"Oh, cut the crap. We all know you're upset because you and Cody broke u-"

"We didn't break up," I cut her off, "We just had a ... fight. Yep, a fight," But did we break up? Yes. No. Maybe so. He didn't say it's over, I didn't say that It's over, but we didn't exactly confirm that we were still together. We haven't talked in seven days. We've talked every day all summer. SEVEN DAYS. I'm leaning more towards the negative side.

A few stray tears fell out of the corner of my eyes. Just when I thought that I was all cried out, I have another spell. Fabulous.

"Ah-ha!" My door swung open to reveal Jess standing there holding a key high in the air like it was an Olympic gold metal. I huffed.

"Please leave," I grumpled, turning over to face the wall.

"Oh my god, what happened to your room?!" I still hadn't cleaned my room. The second Cody walked out, I just crawled into a ball in my bed under the covers, and I haven't moved except to use the restroom. I haven't been able to eat. I don't have an appetite at all.

"Complications," I mumbled.

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"So you're finally out of the dungeon?" Jess asked, raising her eyebrows as I walked down the stairs towards the kitchen.

"I got hungry," I whispered, almost inaudible.

"Bout time," She muttered underneath her breath.

"So, are you girls ready to leave tomorrow?" My Grandma asked, walking in from the garage.

"No," We both said at the same time, depression in both of our voices. Jess's probably because she has made tons of friends here, mine because I had found Cody here. I've fallen in love this summer, I've found truly the one. Only one thing, I don't think he feels the same way anymore.

I broke the neclacem out of frustration at the world, not him. But I think he thought I was angry at him or something. He probably doesn't want anything to do with me, and if that's so, I don't want to force myself on him. He has a life to live, people to see. I'm not one of those people.

I'm sorry Cody.