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PART 11

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I don't know what got into Emily for her to be so persistent in coming to my house every day. Every time I see her, I get annoyed. I don't want her here just because she feels sorry for me.

Every time she tells me some details about her life, it haunts my conscience. It's like I feel obligated to share everything that's happened in my life with her... which I know will never happen.

Whenever I look at her, I know one day she'll get tired of me and leave. She'll get exhausted with me and lose interest just like the other people who left my life.

It's almost been a year.

A year of her annoying me.

A year of her lecturing me like I'm a child.

A year of her staying in my life.

A year since I met Emily Van Wyk.

It's been four years since they disappeared from my life.

It's been four years since I changed.

It's been four years since they left me one by one.

It's been so long, yet the pain is still here.

I want to forget, but I can't. Every time I remember everything, I just get more annoyed at myself. I still blame myself for why they left, hurt me, and betrayed me.

This is what annoys me. Instead of blaming them, I kept blaming myself for why they disappeared, but the truth is, I didn't fall short—I just went too far.

I wasn't like this before. I was active in everything. I was a happy and lively person. I didn't really know what sadness was because I was a "happy-go-lucky" type of person. It's just that some things happened that caused me to change.

It's been years, but it still hurts. It's hard to forget the memories that keep playing in my head. I want to forget, but my heart won't let me.

I looked out the window and saw Gwyn with Emily. My brow furrowed because Emily was carrying so much. She's probably staying over again.

"You see... I told you! Don't tire yourself out too much. Look... now you're dreaming all sorts of things." What happened to that girl?

I should have listened. I don't want to ask her because she might think I care, but this is wrong. Eavesdropping. Never mind. I need to hear this.

"Yeah... maybe it's just a dream. I was so tired... I didn't eat and then just went straight to sleep... that's probably why I had that dream."

"You have to take care of yourself, stop just thinking about Travis. If you get sick, will Travis take care of you? No, right? I bet the whole mansion of Lester on that. He doesn't care about you, and yet you're all out caring for him... you're like his mom." James's girlfriend is so blunt. She has no filter.

"But... it's true." I said. I don't really care about Emily. I don't know why she's like this with me.

I saw Emily approaching my door, so I ran back to my room. She shouldn't know that I wait for her every day, even though I don't care about her.

I don't have any feelings for her, I just love teasing and annoying her. She looks like an angry rabbit with rabies.

"Travis!" She shouted. I didn't answer. I just heard her playing music again. My brow furrowed.

"She really likes Daniel Caesar. What's so special about him?" I rolled my eyes. As if that singer knows her.

You're the coffee that I need in the morning You're my sunshine in the rain when it's pouring Won't you give yourself to me Give it all, oh