Grape Juice

"She was there. That's what I hoped to believe, though I knew it was not true. With an acidic taste in my mouth, I take another sip of grape juice. Only a trail of thought had been left. It feels as though I'm suffocating. I let out a breath I had not known I was holding. I let out the slightest laugh at the fact I had forgotten to breathe. "

Disclaimer: This story is written to where all odd chapters are memories and even chapters are the present, but go back in time so the story starts in the beginning and ends in the beginning. So basically the plot line is written as Introduction, resolution, rising action, falling action, then climax then reverse it . Instead of the usual. If that makes sense.