Life and Death, Love and Heartbreak

part 3- Forgotten Heart and A Name, First Love and A Stranger

Heartbreaker and Caring were happy but eternity can't last forever. There was a reason her name was heartbreaker and even she can destroy love without even trying or wanting to. Caring wanted to be with Heartbreaker but she didn't want him anymore. He reminded her too much of her past life and that's the last thing she wanted to be thinking about. But it WAS the only thing she could think about. She returned to her grave to see who had been there and who still cares. A daisy from her old best friend. Daffodils from here family. And a rose from her first love......."Wait, what?!?!" She began to wonder why that rose was there and for how long it's been there. Was he here recently or a long time ago. As if by magic her first love appeared. "What is he doing here?" She thought not understanding why he would come here. Him of all people! Suddenly a flashback of her old life flickered before her. It was from 5th grade till 9th grade. She saw the two of them grow up together and become friends then best friends then lovers. And then a tear rolled down her face when she saw all those memories of him and her when they were happy until he ended it all. He was distant and couldn't be next to her for too long before getting up and leaving. He said that he never knew what I was talking about when I said he changed but I did. He started cursing and he was almost a completely different person. Heartbreaker tried to convince herself that he gave up a gem but in the end she found out that it was her who lost a diamond. Every girl loved him and he was popular and Heartbreaker was not. Now that same boy stands in front of her with a white rose. She wanted to reach out and touch his arm, to feel that semi-muscular arm but she could not do that."Oh Spe-....Heartbreaker!  You might have broken a string of hearts but I was the first to break YOUR heart." He said putting the rose on her grave. He looked up and continued"You might have renamed yourself Heartbreaker but to me you will always be known as Spe-" "Noooooo!" Yelled Heartbreaker not wanting to hear her old name or any name for that matter. In the afterlife, names are powerful. A name can bring back memories and others could access the. Too if they know what your real name is. That's why everyone gets renamed when they dye because no one wants someone else knowing there tragic past life. She wanted to forget him and the others. Her first love looked up. His eyes were just as beautiful as she remembered. "Heartbreaker? Are you here?" He said desperately looking around for her. She looked away with tears in her eyes. "Don't feel, conceal and no one will know." She thought to herself. She felt a hand on her shoulder. She then heard him whisper in her ear. "Everything's okay. I'm right here." She turned around and was face to face with him. She felt him breathing and heard his heart beat in time with her. She looked at him. Looked at those eyes, that smile, that face that made any day from the worst day ever to the best day. She felt hot tears stream down her face. He wiped them off her face. She wanted to say something. She wanted to tell him everything but all that came out was a little "Hey." He smiled and said "Hey." She couldn't hold it in anymore. She started crying right there in front of him. She felt his arms encircle her and pull her close to him. She felt something. Something she hasn't felt in a long time. Something that was once familiar but was lost long ago. She felt safe. Like no one could hurt her. She wished she could stay there forever. But he soon pulled away and then just as quickly as he came he left. She waited and waited for him to return but as days pass he never returned. She wondered what happened. "Why was it as if he was mine again one minute and the next he's gone again? It's as if-" she suddenly realized what had happened. She had imagined the whole thing. She wanted him there with her. She wanted to feel loved again. It was all her needing and wanting that brought him to her. She realized that if any spirits saw that they could use that information to figure out her name. She knew what she had to do. She had to let him go. Not just from her heart but from her mind. She went down to his house. She smiled then walked through the door. It was night and he was fast asleep. He looked so peaceful and kind as if he was a little child. She say on the corner of his bed. She smiled, remembering one last time all the happy memories they shared. She knew that it was time to give up on him. She put her hand on her heart and when she pulled her hand away there was a bunch of little shattered pieces on it. Each piece had a date and place on it. They were all memories of her and him together. Then she cupped them in her hand and when she opened her hands a small heart was in her hands. On the front if it it said "Memories of S's First Love"and it was glowing red. She smiled at the boy lying in the bed. She put her hand on his head and moved his hair over to the side. Then she kissed his forehead. "Should I keep the memories instead of giving them to him?" She thought to herself. Then she saw a picture of the girlfriend he had after he broke up with her on his bed stand. "He still loves her." She thought to herself, now knowing that she has to give him back the memories so that she wouldn't want him anymore. She took the heart in her hand and started to move it towards his chest. As she did the hearts glow started going out and she felt she love and want for him leaving her. When she was about 1 inch from his chest a flicker of light danced across her face. She stopped. She saw a picture frame on a desk out of the corner of her eye where the light was reflecting off of. She looked up and saw two people in the frame. She stood up and started to walk over to the picture. As she got closer the picture became clearer and clearer. When she was right in front of it she realized who it was. She almost dropped the heart and the picture. She looked at him. Then the picture. Then the heart. Sunlight was starting to leak in and he would be awake soon. She quickly left the house ran back to her grave. She sat there beside her grave with the heart in her hand slowly it vanished back into her once more. She leaned back and closed her eyes and remembered. That morning when the boy woke, he remembered the dream from that night. It was of Heartbreaker in his room with a heart in her hand and she was holding it near his chest. Then she got up and walked to his desk then vanished. It was a strange dream. He reached over onto his bed stand to grab his glasses but he saw something was different. He quickly grabbed the picture frame and stared at it. It was a picture of him but there was someone else in the picture. He dropped the picture and it feel to the floor. Yet the picture wasn't cracked. It didn't even leave a scratch. He stared at the faces in the picture staring at him. More specifically the girl staring at him. He just looked at the picture. Then a flicker of light ran across his face from the window. He looked towards the window and for a split second he saw her in the window. He couldn't believe it. He just stared at the window. He couldn't say anything except for one. He looked back at the picture and said "You may call yourself Heartbreaker but to me you will always be.............Spencer."

A/N:

Well now you know her real name! I hope this doesnt mean anything bad will happen because of it ;)