[AlexGaskarth] I'm The Only One [Sequel | You're Not The Only One]

Author's Note:

So, here it is. The first chapter of the sequel to You're Not The Only One. Hopefully you will like it. I know, don't hate me for what happened. I had to. It makes it work, I promise. You'll see. But, there will be flashbacks to their relationship, both good and bad memories. Anyway, enjoy and let me know what you think so far?

I didn’t know where everything went wrong. It was like a never ending train track, one that didn’t have optional turns, only a one way path to destruction, and I wasn’t sure if the destruction would ever come to a stop.

Though, it ended; it crashed and burned to the point where the ashes were dust, being blown away by hatred and despair.

There was no turning back after that, I couldn’t jump off the train. I wanted to so badly, to just stop myself from the crash at the end.

It wasn’t fair, I didn’t think that it was fair, and he couldn’t care less. He was the conductor of the train, not caring that he took all the wrong turns.

As much as I hated it, it became an inspiration, a driving force of my success in this business. Loneliness would set in from time to time, but then it would be masked with false joy.

No one cared about my woes, they only cared about what they looked like on canvas, and that’s what I was good at, that’s how I pretended I was happy, that all the emotions were stuck on the canvas and no longer attached to my mind.

Pathetic, it was. But it was the life he left me with, the life he created for me, as soon as he said those three words.

He wasn’t right, and it is something I’ll never forget. All the times he told me it was meant to be and that he’d be waiting for me at the altar, a huge smile on his face, were lies, blatant lies.

There was no wedding and there won’t be one; I highly doubt that there ever will be, with anyone. We weren’t meant to be, we aren't meant to be, and he’s the only guy who has ever been interested in me. Even now I don’t think that I would have wanted to marry anyone other than him.

I’ll admit that I believed it, at some point; actually I believed it for years. With all my heart, I believed in the two of us. I believed that we were meant to be. I loved thinking that.

But he left me heartbroken.

It wasn’t evident what caused more pain; the fighting or the break up. I just knew the pains, and how horribly difficult they were to overcome it.

Actually, I haven't overcome the pains at all. They still haunt me, day in and day out. It’s like little things are constant reminders, mocking me and the life I once had.

&&.

 

“You did what?” I ask, tilting my head to the side. What he is telling me doesn’t make any sense; he would only repeat himself over and over again.

 

Grinning widely, Alex wraps me in a hug, picking me up off the ground and spinning us in circles. “We got signed, Logan! We did it.”