A cigarette burned out in an ashtray nearby.

The girl tossed a bottle of Boone's Farm across the room with one hand, and with the other she picked up a bottle of Smirnoff.

What had happened to the girl she used to be?

It had been too little too late.

She was beyond his help now.

He was gone, with the girl from his past.

She hadnt seen him in a year now.

She lived alone now, and hadnt talked to her family in a year either

She had just turned 19, and her life had gone to shit.

No college for her. She didnt want to try anymore.

She had gotten into the alkie life early and highschool hadnt gone too well.

And she held it all against him.

It was all his fault.

She had loved him. She still did.

But he had never loved her.

He told her he did, once, right before she left.

But how could she believe him. Especially if he had just seen her.

The girl from his past.

The name, made her want to hurl.

"Kikyou..."