Hello. This is just a short oneshot. I've had this in my mind for ages and finally typed it up so read and review if you must. Oh by the way, i'll try and update all my other fics soon! Im now on summer vacation as i broke up from school 2 hours ago! 6 weeks off. score.
"Everyone keeps saying that I need help. That I should eat. But I'm not hungry. I'm not anything, just empty. They all claim to know what's wrong with me, but they haven't got a clue. I've isolated myself from all who I care for, every time they try to talk to me or even come near me I'll just push them away. I don't want to, I really don't, but I can't be doing with the constant sympathetic looks and comments telling me that everything will be okay. How can I possibly be okay- ever? He's gone and messed it up. One stupid mistake has changed both our lives, forever. He led me on, he made me believe that we were more than 'just friends'. Boy, am I stupid or what? To even think that I could get my fairytale ending.
It's been a week; a week since he ripped out my heart threw it to the ground and trod all over it. A week since he told me about her. Sandy. Within a matter of minutes the best day of my life turned into the worst. I didn't want to believe what I was hearing, that maybe I was having some nightmare, but it was all too real. He asked me, actually he practically begged me to be there for him, to be a friend. Ha. Get real. It's bad enough that he slept with some girl he didn't know, but to get her pregnant and then expect me to be there.
But, I love him. And I'm not talking about a stupid little crush; I'm talking about a full on infatuation. I should hate him, but I can't. My head wants to but my heart disagrees. I know what you're thinking, 'how can someone who's only 16 be in love. They don't know what love is.' Well I do. I just wish he'd feel the same. I wish he wasn't having a baby with that slut Sandy, I wish it was me. Not yet obviously, but someday.
I had it all planned. My little fairytale life. We would go travelling; see the world, where he would propose to me romantically in Italy or something. We would have a big traditional wedding, where Simon would walk me down the aisle and my dad would perform the service. Have our honeymoon on a small Greek island. Have kids- Many of them and buy a house near by so they can see my parents regularly. Watch them grow, become grandparents. Spend the rest of our lives together. But that wont happen, not to me anyway. My prince charming has knocked up some girl he barely knows and I'm here. With you. A shrink. Because everyone thinks I'm self destructing, that if I don't stop I'll make myself ill. So do what you're paid to do. Get me over Martin."