Meryl's POV:
As I was packing to leave for L.A I had a billion things running through my mind. "Would he be there? Is he going to be a pro or just help Val out? Is he going to talk to me or is he just going to ignore me?" I kept imagining all of these situations that I could be put in, but most likely wouldn't be, but I couldn't help, but to at least think about them. After another few minutes I finished packing up and was ready to head off to the airport. My parents were meeting me there to say our goodbyes. I met them at my gate and as I hugged my mom she said, "Watch that fragile little heart of yours baby doll." I smiled an almost sad smile. "I'm definitely going to try." And with that I walked threw security and was on my way to California.
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Once I arrived in L.A everything reminded me of him. Even in the airport. Just getting off the plane I was brought back to all of the times he had greeted me and spun me around. This of course was back when I was the only one who could make him happy. After leaving the airport all of these memories just kept flooding back. It was a little over a year ago that I had left this city in a puddle of tears. This memory was the most devastating of all.
Meryl's Flashback:
We had just gotten back to L.A after our week in New York doing interviews and I really needed to tell Maks something important. When I knocked on his door I was not expecting to be greeted by the person that I had been greeted by. The door opened to reveal my best friend Jenna in one of Mak' shirts. I immediately busted into tears and ran away completely ignoring the shouts from Jenna urging me to come back. I left town without even looking back taking something special with me.
Meryl's POV:
It's been a year and I haven't talked to Maks or Jenna since. I know I'm going to have to face them at some point during the season, but I really have no idea what I'm going to say to them or how I would even react when I did have to face them.
Maks' POV:
When I arrived at the studio for the Season Opening Party I looked around for Meryl. I couldn't find her, but I did spot Jenna so I walked up to her. I asked her if she had seen Meryl yet, but she said no. We continued to make small talk until I heard a very familiar voice behind us.
Meryl's POV:
Once I arrived at the party I gave people hugs and made small talk with people in an attempt to not look like I was searching for him. When I did eventually spot him I snapped. Not out of devastation, but out of pure hurt. Is stomped right over to the two brunettes and started screaming at them. "OF COURSE YOU WOULD BE WITH HER! WHY WOULDN'T YOU BE? SHE'S PERFECT! GOD I'M SO STUPID!" And with that I ran away from him once again in a puddle of tears.
Maks' POV:
The sweet and innocent voice I once knew all to well was now full of anger, rage, and most of all hurt. "OF COURSE YOU WOULD BE WITH HER! WHY WOULDN'T YOU BE? SHE'S PERFECT! GOD I'M SO STUPID!" Hearing these words come out of her mouth crushed me. She had this all wrong. I'm not with Jenna. I never was! I chased after her because I really wanted a chance to explain. I ran up and down the hallways searching for her. I found her in our old studio curled up in a corner crying. One thing I've learned about Meryl is she isn't going to cry unless she is in serious pain and right now she was drowning in her own tears. I slowly walked over to her. She looked up at me with her beautiful brown eyes. She just stared at me. "Meryl?" I said with a weak voice. "I think you might have the wrong idea. I'm not with Jenna. I never was! What you saw that night yes she was at my house in a man's shirt, but she wasn't with me. She was with Val! I would never do that to you Meryl. I love you and even if we are never together again I wouldn't do anything to hurt you or betray you like that. Can you forgive me?" Her small voice began to speak up. "I'm really sorry for that miscommunication. That was completely my fault. I jumped to conclusions. However, that doesn't change anything because even though morally you didn't do anything wrong, you didn't fight for me. You never called or texted no social media interaction. I was looking for something, anything from you because the truth is I had forgiven you before I had even returned home to Michighan and I was waiting for you, but you never came for me." By this point she was crying again and honestly I was shedding some tears too.
Meryl's POV:
I felt awful knowing that I ran away when he hadn't even done anything wrong, but I couldn't take him back. I needed him and he wasn't there for me. Even though technically how could he know I needed him? I never got the chance to tell him.
Meryl's Flashback:
It had been about two months since I left L.A and I was still quite a mess, but I was getting better. I was finally starting to sleep again and I had just about gotten everything done that needed to be done. It was late one night in August I was finally starting to sleep through the night when all of a sudden I was woken up by a sharp pain. I looked down and all I saw was blood....everywhere.
