“What’s wrong?” Alijah asked, bending down towards me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and I began to sob quietly.
“I saw him,” I whispered in his ear. Alijah pushed me softly and stared at me.
“You’re kidding right?”
“No, I bumped into him.”
“Did he recognize you?” I shook my head.
“No.”
“Then why are you crying?”
“Because I never thought I was going to bump into him,” I shot back. Alijah sighed.
“Aldabella, Dad told you if you couldn’t do this we could’ve stayed in Houston.” I shook my head. I could do this. I could, I just had a bad meltdown. I could do this right? I mean it’s not like life was going to make it harder and let him go to my same school, right? I slammed my head on my knee. I couldn’t do this even if I tried.
“I can, I can do this,” I lied. Alijah picked me up and he carried me to my room. He sat me down on my bed and he sat across from me analyzing me.
“You know, I feel what you feel,” he said quietly. I nodded. Of course he did, he was my twin brother.
“I know.”
“Don’t freak out, maybe this is life giving you a second chance.” I raised my right eyebrow at him.
“To do what?”
“I don’t know, Aldabella. I’m not life! Just stop living in that past. It’s a reason why it’s the past.” He was right, the past was the past. Jeydon was just another guy that left my life. Alijah tucked in a strand of my hair behind my ear and he held my face in his two hands.
“He is the past,” he whispered.
I nodded. “I got it he is the past.” He smiled at me and he kissed my forehead.
“Goodnight,” he said as he stepped out the door.
“Night,” I whispered.
I opened a small box that lay on my nightstand. I took a handful of pictures, and on each picture, Jeydon and I were together smiling and laughing. I laughed softly. “You always found a way to make me smile,” I whispered as I ran my finger through a picture of my birthday.
Jeydon wasn’t a bad guy. He treated me as if I was his everything. Everything was going so great. We had just turned three years together and all of a sudden everything came crashing down. I place the pictures back to the box and I placed it back on the nightstand. I threw my jacket and shoes on the floor and I curled myself into a small ball and fell asleep.
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Lets Break Each Others Heart -Major Editing-
RomanceLife gave me another chance with him and all i'm going to do is break his heart. What would you do if life suddenly gave you another chance to be with your true love? Would you hurt him like he hurt you? Or would you realize that the feelings you b...
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