Hey. It's been awhile I know. Been on holidays and stuff. I opened up my documents to find this untitled thing and found that it was this, and I never finished it. So I managed to finish it (it's short I know, kill me if you have to). First chap of my series of one-shots. Hope to post a new chap of Being A Blue Blood soon. Oh and, if you review please also request what scene in the book you'd like me to write about, it would be lots of help!

Much love,

-Rissa, x

Nothing had been the same without her. Nothing would be the same without her.

Every single second, his heart was filled with ache. She had left him with nothing. All that remained were the memories of them together with the time they spent with one another.

He wanted to treasure the memories deep, deep down. The memories were fake, nothing was real, their whole relationship was a complete lie. However, somewhere in his mind he wanted to believe that she actually loved him, but of course that wasn't true.

The worst bit, was that she had felt sorry for him. Sorry that she chose Oliver over him. He always had the hint that the stupid red-blood liked Schuyler more then just a friend. It just didn't make sense how she returned the feelings.

He was Abbadon, the Angel of Destruction. But it seemed like he was the one who was destructed.

Currently, he was sitting at the table with the usual crowd. The usual crowd consisted of Mimi's clique and all his friends from the lacrosse team, or in shorter words anybody popular.

"Yeah, well obviously. Jack and I can't just have some crappy bonding like those drunk red-bloods who go waste themselves at Las Vegas. That stuff is so lame, I mean who does that? Heck, some don't even wear wedding dresses and get married wearing jeans, like eww. Seriously, we'd never plan on doing that. Right Jack?" Mimi explained.

He looked up to find that his sister and the entire crowd looking at him. It seemed like Mimi had just said something and she was waiting for him to respond, as were the others. He had been totally unfocused with the discussion on the table.

"Right Jack?" his sister repeated.

"What did you say? Sorry I was thinking.." he said with a sheepish look.

"That we would never plan on having a bonding in Las Vegas like those red-bloods do?" she said with a hint of annoyance.

"Of course not." he replied while trying to smile and put an arm around his sister. She smiled and went on with babbling. Mimi was happy that Schuyler was out of the picture, now that Jack was alone and she had left him. He would have no where to turn to but her. But it was still a shame that after their passionate kiss at the apartment, he was never the same. It was all a sad act, inside he was grieving and she knew it. Anybody could tell from his face, voice and attitude. Too bad she really didn't care anymore. This was what he got for having a stupid affair with the half-blood. They'd have to bond sooner or later, and he'll have to forget about the whore.

The bell rang, and everybody parted their ways to class. His next class was Ethics. What a drag.

"Sit down, Jack." Mr. Orion spoke after receiving his late pass. He sat on the chair, not even focusing on the teacher as he babbled on with the lesson. His eyes glanced over to the empty seat beside him. It was her seat. He remembered the time when he passed her the note saying 'Aggie didn't die of an overdose. Aggie was murdered.' and her startled expression on her face, happened right there, as she was sketching something on her notepad, caught her off guard. As moments passed, he was still looking at the bare chair.

"Mr. Force, are you with us?" the teacher asked, stopping the lesson.

"Uh-sorry." he answered, unwillingly detaching his eyes away from the chair as if she was going to come back. When Mr. Orion went on continuing the lesson, he continued to look. He sighed.

It had been nearly a year since Schuyler left Jack. But to him it always felt like it was yesterday.