The Message

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Foster dad's Pov: The message said: I will find you Dove. When I get out of jail that's the first thing I'm going to do.

Dove's Pov: It honestly wasn't that bad of a message. I will be over 18 when he gets out so he can't control me. They said he won't be able to find me. Ryan promised he wouldn't find me or hurt me. Him and I aren't doing that well right now. I'm staying with him until I'm 18. Possibly longer, it depends what happens. It was the same every day for three more years. I don't know what he thinks of me or how he feels anymore. I feel like he hates me. I never do anything right. He was the one person that I could be around and actually be myself. I started to get more distant. It's not my fault. It's a few people that I dated before. It's their fault, not mine. It ended up being my fault, it always does. I feel like nobody cares anymore even though we weren't that close.

3 Years Later

Chloe's Pov: I turned 18 a few weeks ago. Ryan went off to play basketball a year ago and he's coming home today and I'm really excited. We haven't been talking much and I'm not sure why, but I'm afraid something bad is going to happen. He texted me and said he was heading inside. I got really excited, he opened the door and I got a huge smile and I went to hug him, but he didn't hug me back, all he said was hey. Something's wrong and I don't like it. We went to the table and sat down. 

Ryan's Pov: Chloe I missed you a bunch and everything else. I love you and you're an amazing person, but I can't do this anymore. I'm sorry, but I don't feel anything anymore. It's not your fault. I wanted to tell you before I left, but I couldn't. I know what your thinking and it's my fault. It was silent for a little bit. Chloe? She didn't say a word. She got up and walked away. I could tell she was starting to cry. I just let her go up. I heard footsteps, I thought she was coming down, but she ran in the bathroom.

Chloe's Pov: I walked in the bathroom and I turned the hot water on and I just sat in the bath tub with my knees to my chest, I didn't even bother taking anything off, I had a tank top and shorts on. I just kept crying and I put my head under water for a few seconds and it just burned my eyes. I just sat their thinking what I did wrong. I waited so long for him to get back. I've liked him since the day I first met him. At first I thought he wouldn't like me, but he ended up loving me, now idk anymore. It's my fault, it always is. I wanted to go to sleep and never wake up. I've never felt this way with anyone, he actually cares unlike everyone else. Almost everyone else pretends to care. I didn't know what to do with my life. He was my everything, but I messed up. I'm bawling just thinking about all of this. My parents are gone and I don't know what happened to my sister. I have nobody. He was all I had left. I wish everything would stop. I'm tired of trying. I wanted to scream, but it was silent. I couldn't get it out. My stomach hurt from crying, my eyes burn, I feel sick. I decided to get out and go pack. I grabbed all my stuff and started packing. He came upstairs and asked where I'm going. I told him I don't know, he said I don't have to go, but I did, I had to, there was no choice. We said goodbye, it was the hardest thing ever, he gave me one last hug that lasted a while then I left. I got an apartment and I cried myself to sleep every night. I have nobody. Ryan moved on and I can't. 

Many Years Later 

Ryan's Pov: My life has changed a lot since Chloe and I broke up, my mom passed away in a car accident so I have no guardian. There's my Aunt, but she's too far away.  I had a girlfriend, but things didn't work out. I regret hurting Chloe more and more every day. I wish I didn't break up with her, I'm going to go to her apartment tomorrow, she told me the address before. 

The Next Day

Chloe's Pov: Everyday it got worse and worse, I miss him so much. I can't take it anymore. Not just the breakup, everything that's happened before and now. I still feel like it's my fault. A few years ago I hurt myself for the first time. I got put into counseling, but it made everything worse. I'm just done. I went into the bathroom and locked the door, I grabbed a needle and broke a glow stick open and put the acid into the needle. I started crying and I slowly pulled my sleeve up, I got an inch away from my arm then the doorbell rang... Who is it?

End Pov

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