I own the plot but not the people. Last names are legal.
Miley Stewart loved organization.
She craved lists and order and that amazing feeling that something was going her way. What abnormal girl wouldn't?
But when Miley lost her best friend, she cried. Because not only was it not part of her plan, she felt empty. But wouldn't you? You know someone at least your whole life and then their gone in the blink an eye because they wanted to fit in. And fitting in, meant finding new friends. And to Nick Summers, finding new friends meant ditching the old ones.
And while Nick forgot the old memories, Miley tried hard to keep remembering. She fought to not let go, like Nick did but she wondered, how could he forgot so fast?
Miley threw her neatly stacked papers on the floor, ripped the pictures on her wall and spread them on the floor, making a snow pile of smiling faces torn in two.
Her room was disorganized and half of her screamed to clean it, make more neatly labeled piles on her now ruined desk.
But why should she? Nothing was going as planned.
Her other half told her to keep screaming, keep breaking and shattering. Her other half promised for the pain to go away. And sarah believed that half of her, that voice, because those sounded like Nick's and that sounded like hope and hope sounded organized and neat.
So she threw and threw until her arm was sore and she could hear her families yelling stop with her. She laid on her neatly made bed and stared at the white ceiling.
She waited for the pain to go away, she waited for peace and numbness to spread through her being. But it didn't. Because that voice in her head she decided to believe lied to her and betrayed her. Just like Nick.
-WhatDidIDoWrong?-
So I needed a change and after being gone forever, I wanted to write this. This was originally wrote after I lost my best friend, because she became to popular. I wrote it as more of a diary entry but I tweeked it into this.
Let me know how it is, please?
On another note, I will be deleting all my other stories but one. One that I like the most.
-xo
