Remember Me? (Nash Grier Fanfic)

Chapter Eight

I woke up and saw a note on the dining table. 'I gotta leave early, babe. I had to take my ass to work ;) take care, boo. Ilabyou <3 -Jen the hawtie :))' I smiled and walked over to the kitchen. I played on my phone while I was eating breakfast. I decided to go on twitter and see what was going on. My heart stopped when I saw what Nash posts. 'Engaged @itsbridget99' with a picture of him and Bridget kissing. Just then, Carter came in my apartment.

"Carter wha-" he was panting.

"IT WAS FOR YOU. SAVANNAH IT WAS FOR YOU!" He was all red. I gave him a confused look.

"THE RING. THE DINNER. THE WHATEVER NASH PREPARED." My heart started beating so fast. I gulped.

"When Nash flew here with us, he told us that he was going to proposed to you. He said he prepared a dinner for the two of you but I think that was when the accident happened. Well now, Nash thought what he prepared was all for Bridget but Savannah it was all for you." I clenched my teeth together thinking out of 7 billion people in the world it just had to be me. Tears rolled down my cheek, the breeze of the air coming from the door, drying them as they crash into each other. I just stood there in my living room. Out of all the things that happened to me, I expect myself to see whats coming to be ready but it hits me even harder than the first time. They just seem to get even worst.

"I know. I lost him too." He whispered, as he holds me close to him, so close i could hear and count his heartbeat.

But I called him. I held my phone in my hand, fiddling with it before i call him.

"Hello?" Nash's voice sounded happy and that gave me second thoughts on what I was about to ask. Maybe its okay to lose him. Maybe its not that bad to let to. Maybe hell be happier if I did. But it wasnt only me who was gonna lose him if I let go. We will lose him.

"Hey it's Savannah." I tried to sound as calmly as I could but we all know I wasn't. I was at the balcony. The wind was blowing through my hair, pass my ear whispering what I should and should not do, confusing me, making me mumble.

"Oh what now?" Even though I can't see, I know he rolled his eyes. It was expected of him to do so.

"I um.. I wanna try and make you remember us. Magcon, me." My heart was waiting for his denial.

"Alright. When?" I expected myself to jump around and squeak in happiness but, i was still waiting for him to change his mind.

"Really?" Maybe I shouldn't have asked that. Maybe I made him rethink his choice.
"Yea. I mean..why not?" I cracked a smile. With my heart filled with sorrow, I still had a glimpse of hope.
"Meet me at the park in 10?"
"Okay." Then he hung up. I wanted him to wait for me to start a new conversation, change the topic. I wanted us to keep talking on the phone to the point 10 mins passed by and we would laugh about it and said we better go to the park. But we didn't. He hung up and I was forced to stare at my phone and imagine all the things that could've happen, things i could've said, things we could've talked about.
I went in the dead silence house. The silence made me crazy. It was the silence that made me cry. It was the darkness. It was the pain. It was him.

"Hey," We were together for years I memorized even his figure but I knew it was only his figure that was the same not his feelings, not his attitude.

"Where are we off to?" I looked in his eyes and he looked at mine. I looked away. I didn't want him to see my eyes, they were filled with hope and staring in his just fill them even more.