The Forbidden Bite

Epilogue

A thousand pieces.

That's what I felt.  

The only thing I felt. 

I'm standing on the sidewalk of Emerson University, about to walk in and start a new journey.  I just didn't want to start it without someone that was in my old journey.  My stomach turned and I felt like crying for the hundredth time these past weeks.  A few weeks ago, I met Jacelyn in Boston and sobbed.  She held me as I sobbed for a hour straight.  Just sobbed.  I didn't want to remember.  Now I understood how some people got into drugs or alcohol, because they didn't want to remember.

I tried calling him but he blocked my number.  I asked if she talked to him but she said she hadn't.  For awhile I tried everything.  I called texted and called.  Eventually, I bought a new phone and tried to call him.  He changed his number as well.  I knew it was over, but I never thought that he would cut me out like that.

I tried on a better mindset heading into college.  I couldn't focus on relationships, not now.  Not even friendships.  It hurt to much.  I was just going to focus on schoolwork because I can't think to much about it.  I'm contemplating going to a counselor at the school.  Not just because of Daniel, but I needed it now more then ever. 

I hear my tennis shoes slapping against the pavement as I walk up to the door.  A new life.  I was alone this time.  I had made peace that I was alone, for the first time the loneliness almost felt comforting.  As much as my heart ached for Daniel, I knew I couldn't change it.  His changed number confirmed that.  I prayed he would answer.

I told myself if he doesn't answer then, I would give up.  He didn't answer.  I could make peace with that as well.  I didn't want to stuff him away like an old memory, I wanted him to be fresh in my mind.  Even if it meant that I would always have a thousand pieces.

I opened the door, and checked in.

I breathed in a breath of fresh air.  

I didn't want to let go of him.

Nor did I have to.

"How are you?" The woman at the front desk asked me.

"Doing alright," I said.

"Doesn't sound convincing," She said and I laughed.

"It's been hard for me recently," I said.  "Sorry about that," She said back.  She handed me my class schedule.  She saw the locket hanging around my neck.

"What's that?" She asked our of curiosity. 

"A memory of a memory," I said and she nodded.  

I walked away and headed to my dorm.  I held my locket with force, and held it up to my nose.  It still smelled like him, and I cherished that.  I breathed it in.  It felt like I was breathing him in.  I revisited many memories that I had of him in a couple seconds.  What I said to her was the truth.

It was a memory of a memory.

A/N

Hello, people.  I'm really excited to finish this story and finally mark it complete.  There will be a sequel, and by the time your reading this then there is a sequel.  I'm excited for the sequel because I know exactly how I want this story to end, and I'm excited you guys to read it as well.  It is called "The Forbidden Locket" and the title is very important.  Keep that in mind when your reading. 

Thanks!