All To Myself [one direction]

Chapter 37

Dawn broke over the small town of Devon, repleneshing the ending with a new beginning. It welcomed light with open arms as it hit my closed eyelids and I awoke.

It was time to deliver my first letter.

I wasn't sure how I was going to go about this; I knew I had to do it, but I wasn't sure how the situation was going to unfold.

I dressed, pulling a scarf around my neck and zipping my jacket up before leaving the house. I knew I had to leave before my parents came down for breakfast, I didn't want them questioning me any further. The air was icy and crispy as I walked down our front garden, but I didn't mind it. It somehow added to my adrenaline.

I felt ready; like all my senses were finally alert and I felt alive. I wasn't thinking about the outcome, I had already lost everything so what else was I going to lose.

Nothing.

The walk to Monroe's house felt shorter than it usually did. The cold air batted with my clothing, piercing my skin and it made me more jumpy. I found myself running to her front step trying to get the deed over and done with. Turn the page, and start on a new chapter.

However, as I stood there, rubbing my hands together trying to ease the small hint of nerves in the pit of my stomach, I found the door before me swing open before I even had time to knock my fingers against it.

The sight stuck confusion inside me. I was so lost and startled; I even noticed the person coming out of the house was as dumbfounded as I was.

Cher was making her way out of Monroe's house, her eyes widened in shock as she looked at me and then looked back at Monroe who was standing angrily inside the house. When her eyes landed on me though, her feautres changed -her mouth parted and her eyes widened just like Cher's.

I didn't know what was happening, and I sure as heck didn't like it. I remember not feeling disappointed; angry, was what I was feeling then. Angry to see the two people that clearly disagreed with each other most, suddenly become best friends.

Rage was boiling up inside me to see that they had had a sleepover and had obviously forgotten all about me. Like I truly didn't matter. For a moment, I didn't even want to give Monroe the letter; I was so angry to see this side of the best friend I thought I had, that I thought it undeserving to grant her with my thoughts.

But a small voice inside my head kept whispering that I was a much better person than them. That I should stick to what I was planning to do, and remind that one person whom I trusted the most, that I never changed. That I was loyal till the end and that I had a heart that wasn't laced in ice like hers.

I therefore, dropped the letter on her doorstep, turned on my heels and ran down her front steps, keeping the tears that were forcing to spill at bay. I noticed then that Cher was already nowhere to be seen. The girl had gone without a word.

Not like I expected any, but still.

"Dion, wait!" Monroe's voice called after me. I heard the heavy footsteps behind me suddenly become louder as she reached my side and grabbed my arm to stop me from running.

I wanted to break down so badly, but I wasn't going to let my weakness show in that situation. I needed to keep strong and remind myself that I was a strong person. That Monroe needn't benefit from my vulnerability and make her feel more empowered with what she had done. I was not going to crumble in front of her.

The letter was in her free hand as I turned to face her. I caught a look that I didn't quite understand on her face as she took in my presence. The look somehow reminded me that of guilt and compassion.