But It Was You Who Left Me

Chills ran down my spine. "Hello?" I whispered into the dark. I felt tears on my face...ugh...the nightmeres, not again... I shuffled underneath my pillows and found his tie and snuggled into it.

Breathing. Breathing is important.

I clutched the tie tighter and drifted to sleep. Drifted inbetween terror and happiness.

The next day at school I was tired. I sat in my normal place before first block, and pulled out a book. 

"Hello!"

Oh, god...it was him. He's so beautiful...and those hands...and those eyes...

"What?" 

"Are you okay Allie?" 

"Mhmm."

"Whatcha reading?"

"A book."

"I miss you."

"No you don't."

"Do."

"Not. It was YOU who left me! Stop it...please."

I held back tears and looked up at him. Memories flashed before my eyes and I swore I could see them reflected in his.

"Im...Im sorry I hurt you. Just..."

"Just, what? Just you dont care anymore?"

Dont be weak. Walk away.

I swung my backpack over my shoulder and stammered "I'll  be back later. Bye."

He just stood there, his expression similar to the one I had exactly 8 months ago. 

Yeah, pain doesnt suit him well.