Forgotten Souls

Chapter 15: Dear Diary

The next morning as I wake up something catches my eye, It was a painting signed by Zaylee of the two of us. It was my favourite picture of us that she painted perfectly on a canvas and underneath she painted the words, “I will softly pull away from this beautiful broken mess I made and in the dead of quiet I will slowly fade in this masterpiece I’ve made” – Marianas trench

The paint was still slightly wet, which tells me she did this just before she left. I broke her, and the last thing on her mind was painting the two of us?

After that day I got in a basic routine to continue surviving each day without the love of my life. Get up. Dress Up. Show Up. Go to bed and repeat the next day. Everyone noticed that I wasn’t doing as fine as I pretended to be. So many times I was tempted to have a drink just to forget her broken green eyes, but I made a promise and I intended to keep that promise.

It’s been 5 months since the day I saw her leave her apartment and not a day went by that I didn’t think about her. I kept her painting in my bedroom. No one ever entered my bedroom anyway so no one would see that I still had a photo of her beside my bed and the painting hanging on my wall. I wonder how she is doing.

I didn’t get a new Personal assistant. I tried but no one was capable of meeting the requirements. Pulling myself from my thoughts I continue to type up my contracts for my new client. We had a meeting at 3P.M. and I didn’t want to lose this client. I have been invested in growing my company since she left and so far it’s been going great. I still see mom and dad often, but when I’m not with them, then I’m either at work or at home working. Anything to get my mind from her.

After the meeting I was sitting in her old apartment spare room for the first time since she moved. I better start packing up everything. I foolishly kept everything the way it was in case she might return to me by some chance, but after the last five months, I knew that it wasn’t happening. I started packing up everything when my eye caught the pink diary I bought her when we just started becoming friends.

I shouldn’t ready it, but I just couldn’t help it. Before I knew it I had it opened and I was sitting against her old bed reading her thoughts.

Dear Diary

Braydon made me breakfast in bed today. Whhaaat? I know right! He’s a terrible liar. He told me sucks at cooking, but it was the best breakfast I had ever had. Oops I think he’s coming. Later Diary!

Dear Diary

Braydon was immersed today! He is now my biggest crush as well as my brother in Christ.

I flip to the next page and start scanning over some of the diary entries when I notice one that grabs my attention.

Dear Diary

I took Braydon to my favourite spot next to the waterfall today. It was magical. He gave me a promise ring. I love him. Diary, I love him so much! Is it crazy that I wouldn’t have minded if he was giving me an engagement ring? He’s made me feel like I am floating on cloud nine since I met him. I want to grow old with him.

I feel a lump in my throat growing as I scan through the diary entries from the time before the accident. As I’m flipping through the pages, I notice that she made an entry before she came to me and read it.

Dear Diary

I received a yellow envelope today. I thought maybe it was from my parents. My brother passed away from an overdose.. It broke me. I still loved my brother so much, even if he hurt me. He still took care of me for such a long time and even after what happened, he left everything he had. His whole inheritance. Anyway, the letter wasn’t from my brother though. It wasn’t even a letter at all. It was photos of Braydon and Jenny the night he came home late. There were pictures of them doing more than just kissing.