Pete P.O.V.
I saw her soften a little, she stopped trying to rip her hair and just stared at me with her pale green eyes. I would have never thought that this girl would mean so much to me, all I wanted to do was go to her and hug her, kiss her, tell her that everything is okay and that I still care. But she would never let me that close to her, as she can’t let go of what I’ve done. In other words I have broken her soul into millions of pieces, it is all my fault, my fault that she started drinking, smoking, self-harming and being suicidal. I am the killer in this crime scene, this is all my fucking fault. I should have never moved, I should have called her, I should have told her that I still remember her. All I want her to know right now is that…I love her, love her more than a friend…or best friend. I love her as a part of me, but she doesn’t see that I have such affection towards her. She broke the silence suddenly, "You are standing there like a clueless dog Pete Wentz." I was taken by the coldness in her voice as she smirked a bit wiping away her tears."Why are you so confused huh?" she sneered harshly. "You got what you wanted you got my fucking attention you fucking broke my hopes so now what Pete what the fuck do you want from me?" I didn't answer her, I just stared pointlessly at her. What was I supposed to say to her after this? I pissed her off and I knew it was all my fault. She was always the sensetive girl and the most bravest girl but I was the boy that could break her bravery into little bits. "I know I got you upset." I started trying to remain calm as I struggled keeping the eye contact locked with her. "I know you don't trust me anymore after what had happened with us..." my voice trailed off as I tried to find the right words to say to her in my head. "But please get to trust me again." I felt the palms of my hands start sweat as she actually was listening to me. "I know it was fucking rude of me to do that to you but please can you trust me...again?"
Isabella P.O.V.
I know he is trying to apologize to me for what he has done, but yet he doesn't understand that what's in the past stays in the past. He keeps telling me that but I know I will never actually trully forgive him for it, as it is all his huge mistake that he will never be able to fix. It is just like a book, once you rip out a page the tape will only hold it together for a little ammount of time...same with his apologizing for that stupid thing he has done. I do love him on the inside, I really do love him too much to even describe but on the outside I can not give him the right to get that close to me, I know it sounds like I can't let go of it and keep reminding him of it but he deserves it, because of him I have broken our promise...and that was the worst that could happen to our small little friendship. He was always that boy that could easily make me from a brave little girl to a shy quiet one as soon as he was beside me, and I loved him for it, I do miss the times where there was nothing to worry about because he was by my side. Until the day he moved...everything started going down hill, all my life started turning into this hell and I didn't know when it would end.
