Drew's POV
I heard the ringer of my phone go off, and I already knew who it was. I've been contemplating whether I should call Clyde, and now here she was calling me. I wanted to answer so badly, but I knew it was the best for both of us to have separate lives. It would be safer for her anyway, that's all I really care about.
I glanced at my phone to see I had a notification signifying that I had a new voicemail.I knew it would tear me apart what she had to say, but I listened to the voice mail anyway. Listening to her voice would either make or break me.
"Hi Drew." Clyde said, her voice cracking at my name. "I miss you..." She continued, beginning to sob. "..and I can't do this with out you!" Clyde cried. "I'm so sorry for not being the girlfriend you wanted, but I need you." She sobbed again. "Please." Clyde cried ending the call.
I heard the brokenness in her voice, the tiredness that seemed to be the only thing she was now.
For the next few minutes I thought about calling her back, and telling her everything was all right. I wanted to tell her that I was there for her, and that I loved her so much it hurt. But I knew all I would do was bring her trouble, and I loved her too much for her to get hurt. This was one of those times where you have to be selfless, no matter how much I wanted to call her back I knew it wouldn't be right.
I just needed to keep my mind off of her, and let go. I needed to move on, but I just couldn't find it in myself to do it.
Everything about her just drew me in, and I was too far in to let go now. Clyde was just so beautiful in every single way. Her eyes, the way they crinkled at the corners when she smiled. Even her laugh was beautiful, especially when she laughed so hard she started to cry, I always liked that laugh the best.
"Drew?" My mom knocked on the door. "Come in." I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "How are you holding up?" My mom smiled sympathetically. "I'm fine." I lied, turning away from her so she wouldn't see the hurt in my eyes. "Honey, it's okay for you to be sad. You don't have to be strong all of the time." My Mom said, rubbing my back soothingly.
I knew this was the most unmanly thing I would ever do, but I did it anyway. I began to cry on my Mom's shoulder, and she continued to rub circles on my back. "Shh, it's okay. You're just trying to protect her." My Mom comforted. I didn't reply, just tried to let the tears dry up.
I took a deep breath and wiped my eyes, feeling majorly embarrased for crying like that. "I just hate her because I can't get over her." I said punching the wall. "Hey! If you break that wall you're paying for it." My Mom scolded. As soon as she realized what I had said her tone softened. "Drew, it's going to take a while. Heck, you might never get over her, but that's not a bad thing. Take that love that you have for Clyde and make something out of it. You'll make it Drew, I know you will." My Mom rubbed my back one last time before leaving me to my own thoughts.
I stared up at the ceiling, wondering how we ended up this way. It just didn't make sense to me how Clyde and I could have went through so much to be together, and then we end up broken anyway.
It's not fair. The whole situation is unfair! It's unfair that my Mom had to lose the baby, it's unfair that Kira is being hunted down, it's unfair that all that shit happened to Clyde, and it's so damn unfair that after all this time I still don't get the girl.But hey, I guess that's life.
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Clyde's POV
I couldn't stand sulking around anymore. I grabbed my bag, and walked out the door with out telling anyone. Now that I think about it, that was a really stupid decision, but I was already a couple streets away and I wasn't going back now.
I walked around aimlessly for a couple of hours, wondering what the hell I was doing walking around at five thirty in the evening. I might as well enjoy the city I guess. Walking by a small bakery, which was hidden in between the streets outside of Times Square, I found that I was really hungry. When I walked inside the sweet smell of cupcakes overwhelmed me. It was a great smell, and it actually made me feel slightly less depressed.
But the boy behind the counter was the best thing about the small bakery. He was gorgeous to say the least. His emerald green eyes and disheveled curly brown hair was enough to make any girl swoon.
I walked up to the counter, gazing over at all the cupcakes and found one that I liked. It was just a plain vanilla cupcake with pink icing and blue sprinkles, but the cupcake just seemed to catch my eye. The boy smiled at me and followed my gaze to the cupcake I was staring at. "Found one you like?" He asked. I nodded and smiled. "Yep, I'll take that one." I said pointing to my cupcake.
He handed me the cupcake, and I looked through my bag for my wallet. "No, it's okay. The cupcake's on me." The boy smiled. "Thank you." I smiled, slipping my bag back onto my shoulder. "I'm Justin." He smiled, his dimples showing. "I'm Clyde." I blushed, because Justin was really cute and he was paying attention to me. "Are you visiting?" He asked, as he began to lean on the counter. "I actually just moved in, I live in an apartment just a little bit from here." I said, as I began to eat my cupcake. "That's cool, I actually live in apartment with my family a little away from here too." Justin smiled. "How old are you, if you don't mind me asking." I asked curiously. "I'm seventeen, What about you?" Justin replied. "I'm seventeen, I'll be eighteen in December." I smiled back.
It then occured to me that Justin could be going to the same school as me, and I would actually have a friend at school.
"Sorry, this is kind of a weird question but where do you go to school." I asked nervously. "I just want to know if I'll know some one at my new school." I quickly added. Justin chuckled, "I go to New York City College Prepatory." I sighed in relief, tha happened to be the same school I was going to. "Oh my gosh this is great. I was actually really worried about not knowing anyone, and now I do." I smiled happily. "Well I'll be seeing you then Miss Clyde." Justin winked, making me blush red like a tomato. "Oh, uh, yea." I smiled awkwardly, as I began to leave. "Bye Clyde." Justin chuckled as he watched me leave.
Justin made me forget about what was going on with my life, even if it was just for a few minutes. He could really be a good friend.
I was walking down the streets of Times Square admiring the beauty of the bright flashing lights. I really didn't have anything to do so I just decided to walk around the town for a while. I had this weird feeling that someone was following me though. It felt as if a person was walking right alongside me, but every time I turned around there wasn't a person there. I decided to shake the feeling off, and come to the conclusion that I was just being really paranoid about the letter that the mystery person left in my flowers earlier.
I ended up taking over fifty pictures of the city, and I found myself smiling at each one. I really enjoyed it here, there was so many things going on which made you live in the moment. I was all about living in the moment and forgetting the past, because that's what I really needed to do right now.
I found myself walking past the bakery on my way home, and couldn't help but smile. Justin was so sweet, and such an easy person to talk to. I knew forgetting Drew would be hell, but maybe with Justin it wouldn't be as hard as I thought.
I was so wrapped up in my thoughts, I didn't notice there was a person behind me. As I stopped to take another picture, the person bumped into me. "I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there." I turned around to apologize. When I realized who the person was, a wave of fear rushed over me. I stumbled backwards, and the whole time he watched with a wicked grin on his face.
"Hey babe, did you miss me?"
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Well I didn't realize that I had been gone this long. I've gotten a few helpful and nice comments, and let me say that they just really made my day. Every single one of you that reads every chapter I put up, and all of you who continue to read while the others have left are AMAZING. I was really about to call it quits with writing, but those very few comments that told me to keep writing inspired me to continue. I don't know if I'll continue to write after I've finished the books I've already started to write, but I will definitely finish all of them, no matter how long it takes me. Thank y'all so much for EVERYTHING!!! I love all of you SO VERY MUCH!
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