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The days turned into weeks, the weeks turned into months—A whole four months of not speaking to Paul. After that night at the bonfire I had decided that wanted to distance myself from him and try to move on in the best way that I could.

My mom had used to ticket I got her for Christmas to fly to Forks to visit me and see my new apartment. It was rough telling her that Paul and I were no longer together, but despite it all it was nice being able to have the comfort of my family knowing I wasn't alone. After my mom had flown back to Colorado for work, I found myself beginning to pick up the pieces of my life one by one. Slowly it felt like that ache in my chest that had once been so painful had began to ease up. My once constant pain began healing.

I had kept my job at the store and I started dating a guy, Matt to be exact. We met when he came into the store one day to buy a few things, he kept coming back—I knew why. Each time he would try to ask me out on a date, each time I would politely decline despite his obvious charm and kindness. After the third time, I decided to go out with him—He took me to a sushi bar and it actually turned out to be a nice time.

When I broke the news to Quil that I was now dating Matt, he seemed surprised but supportive. It's been a nice I've stopped seeing Paul, he doesn't contact me and I don't contact him. I find myself thinking about him from time to time though, he runs through my mind like water—smooth, I wish him well in life. It's been a nice two months of dating Matt.

My shift at the store had just ended as I clocked out and began heading to my car, I look up to see Matt standing next to my car with a cheerful smile on his face. I walk over to him to greet him, he wraps his arms around my waist as he pulls me in and pecks me on the lips.

"How was your shift?" He asks me in a honeyed voice.

"It was fine, it was work" I shrug, I'm happy to see him. "What are you doing here?"

"I have a few errands to run but I wanted to see you for a minute after you got off. Do you feel like going out to dinner tonight?" He asks me. I'm tired but I don't want to pass up going out with him.

"Of course. I just need to go home and shower"

"I'll pick you up at six" He places a kiss on my forehead before helping me inside my car and gently closing the door for me.


I enter my apartment as I kick off my shoes and lay down on the couch, my thoughts begin to travel in my mind about my day and work. My eyes begin to glaze over as they soon stay shut and I'm engulfed in a deep sleep.



By the time I awaken, the sound of my vibrating phone causes me to jump up from my current position. How long was I asleep for? I didn't even set a alarm. As I grab my phone to answer it, I notice it's Matt calling me.

"Hey, I was just calling to see where you wanted to go out to eat ahead of time, I can make reservations if you want?" He asks.

"Oh" I say running my fingers through my hair. "Surprise me." I tell him.

A small chuckle leaves Matt's lips at my words. I'm not indecisive on where to go out to eat, I'm just tired but I don't want to turn down dinner with him. He seemed so excited to go out earlier.

"Sounds good. I'll pick you up in a hour, is that okay?" He questions again.

"That's perfect, I'll see you then." I tell him.

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