A/N: HEY PEOPLE! LONG OVERDUE UPDATE TYPE THING...THIS IS MY NEW FANFICTION AS VOTED BY YOU! Crazy4Darcy's fanfic idea was chosen and I will give credit to you in every chapter...right. I may need some help during this Story as I am writing completely off the top of my head...I know the plot... that's it...right, onto complete and utter impromptu. Oh and I will try and give justice to the plot...if that makes sense...in other words I will make sure I don't write complete crap.

Disclaimer: I donot own Vampire Academy or any of it's characters, they belong to Richelle Mead. I also donot own the plot, that belongs to Crazy4Darcy.

I ripped the door to my room open and catupulted myself onto my bed.

Tears were streaming down my face, ruining my carefully put on make-up.

How could he. I thought. After all we have been through?

My mind was the thing of nightmares. Fantasies of Dimitri with other women running through my mind. Images of him resenting the thought of me. Images of him theoreticlly spitting on my very body in disgust.

It made me sick.

Running to the bathroom, I heaved up everything I ever ate. I was amazed it fit in one toilet bowl. But the amazement was soon replaced with frustration and anger.

The words "love fades, Mine has" repeated themselves in my mind. Over and over again. Like someone had put them on repeat.

The tears started again and my nose began running.

The black whole that had been opened threatening to swallow me into it's black abyss, sending me tumbling into a world of nothingness. A world where there was no hurt, no emotions but most of all no heart-break.

But I had been to that world before and it was not a nice place. While there was no hurt what-so-ever, there was also no joy, no love and no people. That world was evil and no matter how much I wanted to curl up in a little ball underneath my bed and let the black whole consume me, I knew I couldn't. I knew that I just had to sit here and cry the living daylights out of myself, then when I was ready I would go and find Lissa, then I would cry some more.

I screamed and threw things and cussed against myself. Trying desperately to release the horrible feeling that was slowly seizing my tiny body with hopes to make me it's mindless drone.

When I had finally stopped crying, my body was a mess. My clothes were twisted and my hair somehow still had puke in it. Not to mention the fact that my throat was burning from hours upon hours of screaming and yelling franticly.

Deciding that a shower is the only thing that can at least make me feel a touch better, I strip out of all my clothes and turn the water on, waiting for it to heat up. Tears slowly leaking down my streaked face.

Stepping under the hot water was like pure bliss. It was almost like Adrian's temporary "forget-the-world-and-all-about-spirit 'helpers'". Almost.

The water, covering my sobs, making them seem like a part of my shower. But, if you were looking, you wouldn't be fooled. The look on my face was probably the biggest give away of my dejected feelings. I felt pathetic and melancholy, but most of all. Most of all I felt alone.

Climbing out of the shower, I gradually put my clothes on. Baggy sweatpants and an oversized jumper.

My mind was numb and so was my face from all the crying and suffering I had just endured. But it wasn't over yet. The mere thought of...him...sent me diving for the couch. The sobs began and soon enough they turned into violent cries and screams. My throat felt as though I was slowly swallowing tiny razors, every cut slicing deeper and deeper into my swollen oesophagus.

Somehow, in between the horrendous pain and uncontrollable crying, I feel into a deep, dreamless sleep, because when I woke up the sun was shining through a crack in my curtains.

The world was fuzzy and unfocused.

Where am I?

I looked around the bedroom, wondering how I became twisted in a mess of oversized clothing.

Then in a huge rush, last nights events came crashing back to me.

"Love fades, mine has"

I felt water forming in my tear ducts, eager to spill onto my tight face. The first tear escaped. Rolling gently at first, then rapidly as it passed my nose. The second escaped. Then the third and before I knew it my shoulders were shaking so fiercly that I wasa afraid my head might fall off.

I don't know how long I was sitting there. It felt like days. Months even. Hell, I could even have been...

Knock Knock

The bangs on the door startled me from my trance.

Wiping my face with my sleeve, I got up. My body aching from the lack of movement.

I looked horrible but I didn't care. All I cared about was Dimitri...Oh God.

Pushing the tears back I opened the door.

What the hell.

A/N: Ok...Hopefull I played out the whole messy break up part well...well at least the aftermath. Please, please, PLEASE comment! I haven't been getting very many comments on my other fanfictions and I'm wondering if you guys have deserted me...Not sure if I'll continue writing this if there isn't enough people reading...Oh Well. I have got other fanfiction ideas in the pipeline. But I have to at least get to updating reguarly on the other ones first.
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