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Above is the song in which Clementine quotes from. Kansas-Dust in the wind

Clementine (2022)

I giggled at Kevin as he twirled me around. His brown eyes glistened as he looked into mine. "You're so beautiful Clementine Diana." He whispered into my ear. "I'll never stop loving you."

"I'll never stop loving you"

Those fake words still lingered in my mind. As Kansas said, "Nothing last forever but the earth and sky." Nothing last forever, including love.

Kevin was a player, and I'll never forget his beautiful, chiseled, greek god, lying, dirty, scum bag face. It was etched into my mind.

I looked at the bonfire I had created in my back yard. I tore all of the pictures I had of Kevin and I off my walls, and now here I am at the fire.

I looked down at the one from our first dance in our freshman year. Kevin and I were slow dancing. My best friend, Sarah, had taken the picture.

There bunches of more pictures, some with me and him kissing, some selfies, and my personal favorite, our three year anniversary. Kevin had gotten me a shiny pink heart ring, to symbolize our love and his promise to be only mine.

I threw them all into the fire, tears streaming down my face. He was such a betrayer. I hated him.

"Kevin, why aren't you picking up?" I groaned, looking at my phone screen. He's been acting weird this week, I think it's with senior prom.

I dialed Kevin's number again, he didn't pick up again. I started to panic. What if he was dead? What if he was in an accident? What if he was kidnapped?

The thought of him cheating never crossed my mind, but it should have.

I banged my fist down on my cars steering wheel. I couldn't let my anger get in the way. I sighed, and tilted my head back. The only way to make sure he's okay, is to go to his house.

I started my car and backed out of the drive way. I turned down street after street, worrying the whole way. I finally made it to his house, pulling up to the curb in front of their driveway.

I jumped out of the car, looking at the unfamiliar silver Chrysler. It was the most ugly car I have ever seen. Kevin's car was there, but I didn't see his parents. Maybe they got a new car.

I ran to the front porch, trying to look through the windows. I pounded on the door. No answer.

If Kevin was home, he should be able to hear me. I pounded and pounded and pounded.

No answer.

I twisted the knob. It was locked. Of course.

I turned around, pressed my back against the door, slid down. I put my head in my hands, and immediately started bawling. I didn't know why I was crying, I was thinking of the worst.

When I stopped crying, I heard distant music. It sounded like it was coming from Kevin's room. I pulled myself up, and walked around the house where his window was.

I peeked in, the music really loud now. I had to stand on my tip toes to look in. I saw on the bed, and naked girl and a naked Kevin.

I screamed and walked away, heading for my car. I got in, and started screaming and crying. I wanted to just run Kevin over with my car.

I saw Kevin with his boxers on, walking out of the house. I locked my doors. He came up to my window and knocked on it.

"Clementine! Baby! Roll down the window! Let's talk!"

"What do we have to talk about, Kev?" I rolled down the window, crying. It felt like he ripped apart my heart and threw it in a wood chipper.

"It wasn't what it looked like!"

"Oh sure it was...!" I glared at him.

"I have sexual needs, and you weren't full filling them."

"YOU COULD'VE BEEN A MAN AND FUCKING JERKED OFF!!! YOU KNOW I WANTED TO WAIT UNTIL MARRIAGE BUT YOU PROMISED IF WE DID IT ONE TIME YOU WOULD BE GOOD, SO I DID!!!!" I screamed at him, and rolled my window up while backing out. I heard him scream in pain, and I looked at him cradling his foot. Good, I hurt him.

I looked at the cracking fire before me. I hope he rots in hell.

I dumped water over the fire, and smiled. I had been planning this day for five months now, since I left him.

I looked down at my swelled stomach. Too bad that one time we did it, caused a life long mistake. My son will never know his father.

I looked at the ashes.

I picked up a trash bag, and dumped all of the ashes in it. It was a challenge picking up all of the bones, but I eventually accomplished it.

Mom always said I let my anger get the best of me.

Fin

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