Remembering Sunday: All Time Low

To Live & Let Go

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To Live & Let Go

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• Time Jump To April 2, 2006 •

I walk through the hallways of school, looking around for Alex, and Jack. I finally see them walking the opposite way as me, and I quickly run up to them.

"What's up, Luna?" Alex asks as I turn around walking with them.

"Well I was wondering if you guys are going to prom? They announced it today, and it's in like a little over a month, and I should really get ready for it and-"

"Luna shut up," Jack says cutting me off, "we're going."

I sigh a breath of relief I really want to go to prom, and have the whole fun of getting ready, and feeling pretty, and dressing up. If non of the guys were going, then I wasn't going to go.

A million, and two things run through my mind about what I'm going to do for prom. My heart flutters a slight bit just thinking about it.

My mind is quickly ruined by the thought of Jake.

Jake.

He's been acting so different, and distant from me. I had asked him if he wanted to come over three days ago, and he said he didn't feel like it. He hasn't called me since.

I feel like everybody but Jake wants me in their life. After I decided I wanted to change the way I look at life, he just had been distancing himself from me.

I'm probably going alone. Jack has his lady friend, Ellie. Rian is working on a girl, and Zach has a girl. Lastly, we all know Alex and Lisa are on and off.

Lisa.

She's been changing. Slowly, but surely. She's apologized to me, and she most defiantly hasn't been being a real bitch to me. Only when she's with her friends is she a bitch to me. I think maybe she's opened her eyes a little.

She is part of the cheer team, and most of the cheerleaders here are pretty rude. I think Lisa just let the popularity get to her head.

Dad still hasn't made contact with either my mom or I since he signed the divorce papers. It's almost like he's vanished off the face of the earth.

Though, it seems like almost everything is coming together.

* * Two days later or something :) * *

* * Sorry for the time jumps!* *

* * ily all * *

I walk up to Jake's little townhouse, and knock on the door. My mood is great, he had called me, and asked if I wanted to come over today. I figured I'd show up an hour early, and we could go catch some lunch, and give him a cd I made him of my favorite songs.

He doesn't come to the door, but I know he's home. His car is in the driveway, and the lights are on inside.

Maybe he's still sleeping.

I jiggle the handle, thinking maybe the door isn't locked. To my luck, it isn't. I slowly walk through the house, checking the rooms.

I look through the dining room, kitchen, and the living room, non of them I find him in. I hear movement down the hall, signifying he's awake.

A walk down the hall to his bedroom, and I open the door. What I see before me is something I'll never forget. Something that'll stay with me as long as I'll live.

I see him lying on the bed, a woman clearly giving him oral.

I stand there, shocked. Their attention turning to me. A worried look sprawls across Jake's face. I slam the door behind me, and walk out of the house.

I sprint to my car, tears rolling down my face, faster than ever before.

I sit in my car, trying to control the tears rolling down my face. I slowly breathe in, and out.

I hear footsteps outside my car, but I don't care. I'm too caught up in my sorrow.

"Luna!" I hear Jake approach me.

"Don't talk to me."

"Luna, I love you, please don't-"

"YOU DON'T LOVE ME!" I scream at him.

"Luna, I'm sorry," he says trying to open my car door.

I quickly turn my car on, the doors locking.

"You're not sorry," I say as I drive away.

Why.

Why me?