The One (Troy Glass fanfic)

~42 Feels~

Guys I have to warn you. THIS CHAPTER HAS ALOT OF FEELS. I SUGGEST YOU LISTEN TO A SAD SONG WHILE READING :'( even I cried while writing this.

I see myself. At this hospital. I forcefully opened my eyes. I see them crying. I feel bad. But atleast I can finally rest. I'm broken.

I'm sitting here in a corner. Trying to take it all in. Its been days, weeks, months, years. I'm already 16. Dad already bought us our house when I was 14. Troy, Elle and I are neighbors. My life is going very well so far.

*ring*

*ring*

*ring*

I picked up the phone. "Hey Chriz! Wanna go out on tonight?" Troy asked.

"Oh sure.. what time?" I asked.

"Hmm... I'll pick you up at 6. bye!" he said. I hung up. I have tons of problems. and I still can't accept the fact that Muffins died because of cancer. I never knew animals can have cancer. I sat here at a corner. I took a blade. I'm crying. I made 2 cuts on my wrist. I'm so depressed. I also can't accept the fact that Troy and I called it quits when I was 15 but we remained friends.

*Flashback*

Its raining. I stood here on the grass with Troy.

"Troy, how could you?" I said as I hugged myself in the pouring rain.

"Chriz, I'm sorry. I just can't take this anymore. I wanna break up" he said as tears streamed down his face. "Why? Why?" I asked while sobbing. "I really just can't balance school and our love. I'm sorry" he sadly replied. "But can I do this atleast one last time?" I said to him as I cupped his face then I kissed him. He kissed back. It was 20 seconds long. I'm treasuring this moment incase it never happens again. "Bye." I said as I hugged Troy. Here I am walking to my house. Mom and dad aren't coming home for 1 year. I live here alone. I'm soaking wet plus this broken heart. I opened the door. I went upstairs then I took a bath. I got dressed then I took my blade. I sat there. I made 3 cuts. I'm crying. Why does this have to happen? I can't handle this. Blood stained my hoodie. I started remembering everything I spent with Troy. I cried. I really don't feel right. I can't believe he broke up with me. I threw the blade away from me. "WHY?!" I yelled as I cried. I just layed there on the bathroom floor. I fell asleep.

The next day, I stood up. I saw that the blood dryed on my hoodie. I don't really care. I'm 15 and I shouldn't be worrying about break ups. I went to my room. I sat on the bed trying to make myself feel better. Nah. I just ended up crying and sulking. Break ups are tough. I can't handle this pain in my heart. "WHY DID YOU LEAVE MEEE?!" I yelled as loud as I can. I cried more and more. I feel like I have no purpose to live anymore. He's gone. The person I live for is gone.

*end*

I stood up. I need to stay strong. And I don't give a crap anymore. Its been 3 years. I gotta move on. He just thinks of me as a friend. Nothing more, nothing less. Oh well. I walked to the door but I just ended up crying and sulking. "Why me? why does bad things always happen to me? why?" I said to myself as I cried even more. I can't contain this broken heart. "YOU LEFT ME!" I cried out. Good thing mom and dad are gonna come home the next two months. I cried myself to sleep. I'm useless.

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GUYS IM SO SORRY FOR GIVING YOU FEELS! I just felt gloomy so I did that. And this isn't the huge twist yet. It'll come up soon.... I'm still crying. shoot. alright guys. stay tuned. I'll write more when the feels go away...