Real Side of the Story

Chapter 11

"Love is composed of a single sould inhabbiting two bodies." -Aristole

Dylan's POV

The fights that Casey and I went through were pointless, because we were fighting for the same guy and still staying friends at the same time. Which is probably the worst thing to do in our situation. I just wish she would leave him alone and let me win this one. She had eveything, her parents weren't together but they were together. Her grandmother bought her the world, and she was gorgeous from the inside to the outside.

I just wanted to have something that would give me hope or make me smile everyday as I woke up. I wanted something equal to her world. I begged her a few times to just let me have him and she would agree, telling me she would delete him from facebook and block him and ignore him, but she always found a way back to him. It was unfair for me.

I was told a few days after she had said she hated him that they were dating. I was shocked and I had to take a moment to myself to walk away and stop myself from crying. After all Paul and I had gone out a total of 3 times now. With all the drama between Casey and I she still had the lead and she was getting what she wanted.

At one point she even had the guts to ask me to my face if I was interested in going to hang out with her and Paul at his house. Now you see Paul and I still talked and it seemed like he still had some sort of feelings for me, but when she asked me that I lost all respect for him and her.

Paul and I had been through a lot in a little amount of time and he was becoming the most important thing in my life, and he had all my focus. School, eating, sleeping, even breathing didn't matter to me. He was everything and anything I ever wanted and he wasn't mine. It broke my heart everyday, and broke it more and more every time we broke up.

People asked me why I kept giving him chance after chance. My answer was always I don't know, then eventually it turned into something different. It went from me not knowing to me telling everyone that I loved him. I said it to anyone who asked. I love him. The thought of me loving someone was strange but after thinking about it so much I knew it was true.