Zach POV

Cammie looks at me, and there's such disappointment in her clear blue eyes. I can tell that she believed better of me, that she thought I could really be better.

Broken, this fragile thing now

And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces.

I've always been superman. The guy that could fix everything, who could make the promises and keep them. And that's what I did. I promised her that no girl could ever compare, that I'd never trade her in for a better girl. That there could never be a better girl. At Blackthorne, they teach you how to lie. And apparently, I aced that final.

And I've thrown my words all around,

But I can't, I can't give you a reason.

At Blackthorne, they also teach you how to kill. Where to aim in order to deliver the fatal blow. I knew that if I went with her, with the woman whose name I can't even remember, it would kill Cammie. But I couldn't listen. I had to be reckless, and now the pictures are all over the Internet. And as I look at the girl I love and see the pain that she doesn't even bother to hide, I feel even more like scum. Looking at her, I realize that I can't fix this. That even if she took me back one day, it would never be the same.

I feel so broken up (so broken up),

And I give up (I give up),

I just want to tell you so you know…

The tears actually spill out now, and she won't even look at me. Shaking her head and looking down, she goes into the bedroom that we share, and about 5 minutes later, comes out with a packed duffel bag.

"I'll be back later for the rest of it." She chokes out. It's like a curtain has lifted out over my brain, and I realize that she's leaving. Cameron Morgan, the girl I love, is leaving me. The tears are running down her face like perfect slivers of melting ice running down a glacier as she looks down at her hand. She stares at the ring on her finger, the blue diamond the color of her eyes that I gave her when I promised her forever and always. As she slips it off and throws it at my head, I can't help but think that forever and always is a very short time.

Here I go,

Scream my lungs out and try to get to you,

You are my only one.

I let go,

There's just no one that gets me like you do

You are my only,

My only one.

Without even thinking about it, I tear out the door after her. But they don't her codename isn't Chameleon for funsies. She's disappeared into the Manhattan street. She always lovingly referred to me as the one who saw her. And I do see her. Duffel bag slung over her shoulder, hair blowing in the wind. She looks just like a woman on her way to her friend's for a Girls Night Out. Except she's not.

Made my mistakes, let you down

And I can't, I can't hold on for too long.

Ran my whole life in the ground

And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone.

And something's breaking up (breaking up),

I feel like giving up (like giving up),

I won't walk out until you know...

Here I go

Scream my lungs out and try to get to you,

You are my only one.

I let go

There's just no one that gets me like you do

You are my only,

My only one.

When she and Macey come back to get the rest of her stuff, she still won't look at me. And perhaps it's best that way. Because if she looks at me, I'll fall in love with her all over again. And I can't let myself hurt her anymore. Macey won't talk to me, and I think that Liz refused to let Bex come, because she would murder me in a second. And I would deserve it. Macey comes up to me and hands me a folded piece of paper.

" Go die in a HOLE, Zachary Goode! You deserve so much for hurting my friend; no, for hurting my sister, and for taking advantage of how much she loves you. Yeah, loves. She still does. And for that? I hope you step on a anthill in the middle of the Sahara when it's pitch black and no one can hear you scream! " Macey hisses at me. She flips me off as she grabs Cammie's hand and leads her away.

I spend 30 minutes preparing myself emotionally for the letter. Eventually, I decide to be a man and open it. After I've read it, my world come crashing down around me

Here I go,

So dishonestly.

Leave a note

For you my only one.

And I know,

You can see right through me.

So let me go

And you will find someone.

Dear Zach, It says.

Well done. You played the game well. I mean, for a moment, you actually had me convinced that you were better. That you could be happy with me and only me. But I was wrong. So, so wrong. You screwed with my emotions daily, Zachary. And for what? I've just gotta ask, was she worth it? Was the girl in the bar worth destroying our entire relationship, gaining some lethal enemies (Bex and Macey are currently devising a plan to slip a cruel, painful poison into your morning coffee. Be careful what you drink.), and making sure I will never be able to trust another guy again? I hope she was, so that you can find some happiness from this. Zach, cut the crap. You don't give about my feelings or me, don't even pretend that you do. If you did, you wouldn't have gone for the first ditzy blonde who offered. So just let me go. Don't come after me, don't think about me, don't wonder what I'm doing. Focus your energy on finding a girl who you can stay faithful to, who you can love like she deserves; I obviously wasn't her.

Love,

Cammie

I lie on our couch, crying silently. The one girl that I loved, that I respected, was gone. I had broken her heart like it was a glass ball. I dialed Macey's penthouse apartment 19 times, but each time, all I got was the machine. I roamed the streets, screaming for her. But there was never an answer. I've lost my only one. And now? What do I have? A guilty conscience and a weight on my shoulders that will never be lifted.

Here I go,

Scream my lungs out and try to get to you,

You are my only one.

I let go,

There's just no one, no one like you

You are my only,

My only one.

My only one

My only one

My only one

You are my only,

My only one.

My Cams. My Gallagher Girl. My only one.