Contest on DA for the Reader-Inserts group. Based on the song 'Breakaway' by Kelly Clarkson
Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down
I'd just stare out my window
Dreamin' of what could be
And if I'd end up happy
I would pray
Throughout your entire life you had always had one boyfriend. His name was Alfred Jones. You had been with him all through high school, and college together. You had been voted as the cutest couple in your small hometown, and you never wanted anything more. Or so you thought.
When college came around there were so many other people you had used Alfred as a lifeline. You didn't really like crowds and your college was full of them. You wanted nothing more for college to be over so that you could get away from all these people.
When college ended though, you noticed that you and Alfred were growing apart. The little things that you would do every day, like leave notes for each other, or say 'I love you' when one another left had just stopped.
Trying hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me
Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray
I could breakaway
You reached out to Alfred, trying to spend more time together, or just talk about how you two were growing apart.
"Were fine, don't worry about it." Was the response you would get whenever you tried to talk about it.
You did exactly that, you stopped worrying about it just like he said. And ever so slowly you two became more roomates than lovers. You never saw him anymore, and it seemed like he went through great lengths to avoid you.
After six months of not seeing him you came to a startling conclusion.
We might as well be broken up.
It broke your heart as you realized that you were broken up, nothing was keeping you together anymore. Right there in the middle of your apartment you fell to your knees and cried. You don't know how long you cried for but eventually, your body fell asleep in the middle of the living room. That's where you woke up hours later, Alfred still not home.
You called your best friend, Elizaveta, after you woke up and asked her to help you pack. She was over ten minutes later, and in three hours you two were gone. She told you that it was the right decision, but inside you felt horrible.
Want to feel the warm breeze
Sleep under a palm tree
Feel the rush of the ocean
Get on board a fast train
Travel on a jet plane
Faraway
And breakaway
You moved as far away as possible from the city, moving to a small town near the beach. You lived next door to a gun-savy switz who shot anyone who came on his property. You became friends with his little sister, Lily.
You met a great guy, named Arthur. He was British and a true gentleman. Even though you had just met him, you were happier than you had ever been with Alfred. A part of you still loved Alfred, but it was quickly getting overshined by a certain British man.
On the day that you left, Alfred had come home to an empty apartment. All his stuff was still there, but none of your own. On the coffee table was a small hand written note.
Dear Alfred,
We have been together for so long, but we have grown apart. It's time we both spread our wings, and learn to fly on our own. Who knows maybe one day we'll learn how to touch the sky without each other. It's time for us to take a chance, to make a change, and breakaway. Out of the darkness of our break up, I know we can find the sun outside. I will always love you though.
Love,
_.
I'll spread my wings, and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes till I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway
Out of the darkness and into the sun
I won't forget all the ones that I love
I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway
I'll spread my wings, and I'll learn how to fly
Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye
I gotta take a risk, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway