Continue the story - based on Everday

Day 6027

Rhiannon pov

I wake up, and for a second everything is peaceful, until I remember yesterday and want to fall back asleep just to not have to think about it. There is an ache in my chest, different from the one I got when Justin and I had a fight. No, this one was stronger and made me want to cry so bad. But I wouldn’t let it, this was the right thing to do. I can’t do it, I need something stable, something constant. I know they are there but it’s still hard to look at a different person and have to remind yourself that there is the A I love and adore so much.

I dress and go to school, I became a master at hiding behind a smile. If nothing else works, I think I would make a pretty good actor. Nobody notices anything, on one side I am relived, because I wouldn’t know what to tell them, but on the other…. I want someone to know me so well that they can see past it. Like A…. NO, I can’t think about him, I must move on, focus on school.

After I get home from school I think about it, about writing him. I want to tell him every boring detail of my day and how I missed him, because I know he will listen and do it gladly. Sometimes I think about fate, and what’s its actual purpose is, because is all damage necessary to learn, a point in life that you probably could have lived without. Because as much as I am grateful that I met A, is the heartache worth it? I would have eventually broken up with Justin, I didn’t need him he just made it come earlier. I sit in front of the computer for 30 minutes until Rebecca calls, and I am thankful for the distraction. I go to bed thinking about him, hopefully tomorrow will be better.

Day 6028

I wake up and get dressed, eat my breakfast, go to school. At school I try to ignore all the insults thrown at me, I don’t even know them, why should their opinion matter. Rebecca has a hole day of shopping planned, I gladly tag along.

Going to the mall wasn’t such a good idea, with every outfit I look at I can stop wondering if A would like it. And then I remember that he wouldn’t care, even if I wore a garbage sack, that makes me smile. I miss him.

At home I put everything in the closet. I try to read a book, which distracts me for a while. I wish it would be easier, that we could be happy together. He could meet my friends, who I know will love him. And he could fall asleep with me here, I could wake up with him next to me. I smile at the thought as I fall asleep.

Day 6029

I can’t take it anymore.

I will write him.

by Julia