Chapter 13

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MATT:

I hate not having her with me to rest her head on my shoulder or call me Matthew instead of mat. I miss her snuggling up to me and falling asleep in my arms. I miss her cute laugh and her award winning smile that can cheer you up no matter how hard it is. I miss her stroking her fingers through my hair and lightly kissing me on the cheek. I miss how she would draw circles in my chest when laying next to me or resting her head in my chest just to hear my heartbeat. Those simple small things are so special and I will never see them again. She's gone. I loved her. I still do. She's gone. I can't say that without crying.i can forget her. No I can't forget her. I don't know how I'm going to forget her. I won't. I can't. She's gone. Dead. I don't even understand exactly how she died. I'm so grateful for Taylor. He told me the truth. I'm glad I have a good friend like him. I'm not happy of what the truth had in-store, but I'm glad he didn't lie to me. I miss her. I miss Alyssa. My throat is dry I feel like my brain fries when I think about her, she's to special to be gone, but she is, my heart feels cold and lost without her, I don't know what to do now. I have broken into a million pieces and I'm just waiting to find a way to build my loose feelings all back into one.

TAYLOR:

I have to tell Matt the truth. He's such a good friend and I was just afraid of hurting him but I guess I hurt him even more. I am going to find out where he went and tell him. I have to apologize to Alyssa first. I can't loose a friend like her she is the best friend you could ever have and if I lost her I would....well I don't know what I would do without her. She is too good of a friend to let go of that easily. Sure Matt and all the Magcon boys and I are good friends of mine but no one compares to Alyssa. I can't let that go.

ALYSSA:

I was laying on my bed. Doing nothing. Like always. I was thinking about Taylor. He broke me? why would he do something like that? we are supposed to be best friends. I guess were not. A best friend wouldn't do that. I miss him. I really do. I'm dying without Taylor. But I can't forgive him. Not now. I miss him. I hate him. I love him. I can't stand him. He's just a stupid friend like all the others. He's not a best friend. He's a good friend. He's a bad friend. How do I feel about him? I have so many mixed emotions. I hate Taylor. No I don't. I love him. He's just a betrayer. Who is he?

TAYLOR:

I drove up to Alyssa's house and knocked on the door. Her mom answered.

"Hi Mrs. Ashley. I need to see Alyssa. I really messed up."

"I'm sorry Taylor. She's locked herself in her room she hasn't come out in 2 days. I'll tell her your here."

"ALYSSA!" She yelled.

No answer.

"I'm sorry Taylor."

"No I'm sorry for disturbing you."

I can still get in.

We used to....who am I kidding we still do....well before everything...you know...happened with her and me...

FLASHBACK:

I used to always climb a tree that lead to her balcony and tie a string to the railing.

I would connect a picnic basket on the end of the string and trough rocks at her window.

She would come out in her pajamas and whisper in a royal princessy...is that even a word....voice,

"Romeo what though you have here now?"

She always made me laugh at that even if it was almost every night and barely even funny...she just was such a good friend...i would reply...

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