An: I know that I just started another fic, and it may be a little ambitious of me to try and juggle two stories at once, but as I was working on the next chapter for my other story, this one came to me. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I have enjoyed writing it so far. This fic is going to be almost exclusively from Emma's pov for the first several chapters, but as I start adding in new povs I will annotate it in those chapters.
Why is it, when we love someone so completely, we let them destroy us without so much as a second thought? All sense of self preservation seems to go out the window. Even when they have long since, stopped loving us, we continue to let them hurt us and tear our souls apart. You would think that one day, you would become numb to the pain. But instead, the pain only seems to amplify with time. This is the story about the boy who saved my life, and the man who ended it. My name is Emma Nelson, and this, is my story.
All of my life, I have always had a strong sense of self. I always knew exactly who I was and who I wanted to be. Even though many people had unapologetically let me know just how much me being me bothered them, I never really let it affect me. That is, until I met Sean Cameron.
I first met Sean the beginning of grade seven. I don't know if I would say that it was love at first sight, but, there was an instant connection that I couldn't deny. After a little back and forth, we finally started dating. I was over the moon. Had I known then, just how little time we had together, I would have done everything in my power to let him know just how much he meant to me. I would have told him those three words that I was too scared to utter back then.
It wasn't long after we began dating that we started down the weary road that eventually led to our break up. I was painfully aware of just how different we were. For the first time in my life I began to question who I was, and if I would ever be enough to deserve his love. Things really hit the boiling point when my step dad, Snake, got diagnosed with leukemia. I felt lost and without direction. Little did I know that much darker times lay in my future.
With the birth of my baby brother Jack, and the rigorous chemo regimen they had Snake on, my home became a mad house. On top of the emotional toll that all of this was taking on me, I found myself being held to a much higher standard of responsibility than I was used to. There seemed to be no time, between my new found responsibilities at home, and maintaining my school work, for any sort of a social life. It didn't help matters, that while all of this was going on, Sean found himself being drawn to a new group of friends, that would end up leading him down a road that drove him even farther away from me. I knew that I could have done more to spend time with him, and shown him how important he was to me. But at my young age, I didn't quite know how to do so. I could feel him pulling more and more away from me, and I was desperate not to lose him. Not when everything else in my life seemed to be falling apart. Unfortunately, my last ditch effort at keeping him spurred the very argument that would tear us apart. So it seemed that our story was over before it had even began. If only that had been the case. Little did I know that the strong force that pulled us together wasn't satisfied with that first bit of collateral damage.