Letting Go (A Before You Exit Fanfic)

In Pieces

A few hours had passed by. We were all in Dyanna’s room as I told them both stories about Luke and me. No one ever knew how Luke and I got together in the first place. I never talked about it to anyone, not even Dyanna. I’m not really sure why. But when I was talking to Dyanna and Riley, Riley asked how we got together and when things went bad.

Flashback to summer 2011:

Dyanna is spending most of her summer in New York so I need something to occupy myself with for a few weeks. I’m going to this summer camp that’s for people who want to become musicians, and no, it’s not a band camp. No one knows that I like to sing. Well no one knew until I asked my parents if I could go to the camp. I get to camp and the first week I don’t talk to anyone. I sit there quietly while everyone stares at this popular guy that plays the drums. The girls love him. Not going to lie, I have a small crush on him. There’s just something about him I like a guy that I have never said one word to. Great.

I walk over to where everyone is sitting around a campfire and sit alone on my own like I do every night. Then something different happens. Something that I can’t believe. The cute guy looks over at me while girls are practically begging for his attention. What is it about this guy? He gets up and walks away from the girls and slowly approaches me.

“I couldn’t help but notice you over here all alone. What’s your name?” He asks.

“I-I’m McKenzie…” I stutter as I stare down at my feet.

“Hi McKenzie, I’m Luke. Can I sit down with you?” He flashes a bright smile as I nod my head slowly. That’s where it begins, right then and there.

We spend a few days talking and getting to know each other. He tells me that he really likes me. The most popular guy at this camp likes me. How is that even possible? I didn’t even think anyone knew that I existed. Once that happens things seem to go really good for us. We start dating and I’m really happy. Not much happens though between us. We just sit and talk. He’s never affectionate; no hand holding or kissing, and he rarely hugs me. I figure we’re just taking it slow.

*2 months later*

I’m still with Luke. Nothing has changed. He still hasn’t kissed me or anything. I don’t even know what to think of this. I have never been in a relationship before so I don’t know what to expect. This is the first time that Luke asked me to go over his house so we can have a proper date alone. I get over to his place and he puts on a movie and we just sit there on the sofa.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” He asks.

“I don’t know…” I quietly mumble.

“Come here.” He gives a smirk. I lean in close just to get a slap in the face.

“What was that for?!” I yelled as I stood up from the sofa.

“You didn’t really think that I actually liked you did you?”

“Wh-what?” I stutter while putting my hand over the place that he smacked.

He pushes me down on the sofa and hits me again and again.

“Tell anyone, and you’re dead. Okay, girlfriend?” The way he said girlfriend was so bitter. And that is where it all began to go wrong.  

*End flashback*

By the end of telling them everything that happened, I was in tears. This is why I kept quiet about stuff like this. I hated talking about it because it made me breakdown. I hate crying but it seems like crying was the thing I did most.