daniel's POV~
lane. listened. and misses me. everything therapy has taught me. never taught me this. how to deal with love returning. especially this way. i just say, "you've got a boyfriend, and you looked happier with him." she shakes her head frustrated, "ethan doylan is nothing to me, he told me i was worthless." i look at her. she looks back. i wanted to kiss her. i wanted to hold her tell her she wasn't worthless. but i couldn't. couldn't do that to myself again. her leaving cause me more pain than imagine. she's the one i keep thinking. but i begin to think she isn't. she could leave me so easily. say things so easily. she would never know how hard words are for me. how i can't drink. i can't be normal. she made the way i am. i love her. but she can't turn me into my old self. the one who wants to die. who can't even be with friends. won't talk. all i can tell her is, "it's hard without you." her face looks guilty. she should be. she left me. even if i committed a sin. she didn't try. until now. until i'm finally healed. she has to come and break me again.
lane's POV~
he doesn't miss me. he didn't care. everything he put me through. drugs. ethan. pain. was all i could feel. now i'm just embarrassed. for coming up. for listening to his tempting voice. for saying i miss you. for being here. in the moment. feeling love. lust. i don't know what. but he looks at me and final time and goes back to playing the guitar. singing each note of his song perfectly. i long to be in those arms. and when he finished. i was crying. tears dripping down my face. mascara running. eye shadow smudging. i'm a mess. he come over and squats next to me. "i'm sorry, for hurting you..." i look at him i grab his hand. he looks at me. tilting his head. with his free hand he cups my face and...
