Serena's POV

It's the middle of the night and I'm thinking of you. I close my eyes and all I can see is your face. Now you're gone from me.

Why? Why did you leave me?

Was I so repulsive, that you just had to end it?

Was I a bad person? WHY?
I think of what we had. Did any of it mean anything? What changed? God I can't seem to figure it out and I can't stop thinking of you.

Our love had survived through so much, countless attacks, even death. Your face and these questions continuously torment me. If it isn't the questions and the realization that there is no future then it's past that haunts me. What was and what won't be.

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Serena could no longer take all the pain and hurt she was feeling. She had wept so much she couldn't cry any more and she felt as if it would explode. She lay in bed until sleep finally claimed her.

7:30 and Serena's alarm clock blared. She usually slept through the noise or just turned it off but recently she would just get right up and get ready. Even on weekends she was up early. She seemed to be a completely different person anymore. She could have stayed in bed but doing nothing and being left with only her thoughts for company made it worse. She needed to do something. Serena's shocked both her parents. They knew she and Darian weren't together anymore but they had no idea that she and Darian were that serious. Her friends, her friends understood, at least somewhat, but how could they understand exactly? Serena was so troubled she had hardly gotten 3 hours of sleep.

It was Saturday and Serena was supposed to meet the girls. Off to the arcade she went.
Maybe she would see him. Maybe today he would see her, actually look at her. He would see her and realized how wrong he had been in turning away from her. How wrong it was that they were apart. Maybe…

Hey everyone I've decided to redo this story. I was reading and realized it needs to be fixed and finished. PLEASE review and tell me what you think of it.