YOUR HAPPINESS OVER MINE ↠ DANIEL SEAVEY

9: Healed

I couldn't go home that Christmas. I would see joy on my family's faces, but I knew that I would breakdown in their arms. My parents were obviously worried, yet I covered up the truth saying I had a high fever. It's sad to see the Christmas spirit had died out between everyone.

The girls wanted to open presents with me, so we did the day after Christmas. Their laughter filled the air as I tried to give them a small smile. Kendra had gotten over Daniel quicker than I imagined acting delighted as ever.

I just couldn't open Daniel's. And, I'm not sure if he opened mine as well.

The guys texted me a 'thank you' on christmas day after seeing the gifts. All except Daniel of course. Days had passed by now being New Year's Eve.

Kendra and Allison had gone home for the day, but would be back later tonight. I was bored to say the least.

Daniel hasn't talked to me since the incident, and I don't think he will anytime soon. The small flame between Daniel and I has burnt out.

It's gone.

The worse part was the feeling he left me. I felt stranded and alone while I was surrounded by my closest friends. I felt nauseous at the fact that Daniel didn't want me in his life anymore. We've only known each other for such little time, but he gives me this sensation of bliss every time I see him.

It wasn't a breakup - it couldn't be. The biggest title we were to each other were friends. Nothing less, but something more. The scene played over and over in my mind thinking of how we could have ended differently.

I tried to distract myself and texted Derek. His swift and snort personality caught me off guard, yet it distracted me for a little while. Our conversations had a variety of jokes and pick up lines, but he never left me with the same feeling Daniel had.

I didn't miss him.

I didn't miss when he would take a minute too long to reply to my text or craved him talking about his day. I was trying to replace Daniel.

I missed him.

I wasn't as sad as I thought I was. I was hurt in the beginning, but now I'm left disappointed. Disappointed that we didn't end the way I wanted to. Disappointed I never had the chance to call him mine. But most of all, disappointed that I let him walk away so quickly.

His present stared at my sitting on my desk as I faced it lying on my bed. I turn away still feeling the curiosity spread through my body. It had to be something so simple because it was in such a small box.

I groaned in frustration not knowing whether or not to open the box. An argument exploded in my brain as I see how this could affect my feelings. A part of me told me that many this happened for a reason. Maybe we aren't suppose to be together and this would only bring sadness to me. Then, another part of me told me that you have to fight for what you want in this world. If I still like him, I have to get him before I lose my chance.

I knew I had to open it.

The neat rapping and messy handwriting shoved a smile in my face seeing the contrast. I carefully ripped the paper off the container not sure what I should be expecting. The dull tape made it easy for me to know that this has been wrapped for a while. In a swift motion, the paper was left on the floor leaving me with a brown box.

The tiny crate sat in the palm of my hand making a sound as I unravelled the folds to open it. I was surprised to see foiled paper inside cover the present as a note had appeared as well.

"Dear My Juliet,

I'm stupid, I know. I can't believe I asked her to be my girlfriend. I had hoped that maybe Kendra would be a good replacement for you. She wasn't. It feels like I'm at an endless cycle between breaking her heart or breaking yours. In the end, I'll be the bad guy, but it's sad for me to be unloyal and chose you over her any day. I am planning on breaking up with her, but I don't know how. I hope by the time you read this we could be together.