Title: Knocking on a Empty Door

Note: This story is one-shot(meaning this is the only part to the story). This is also my 1st Degrassi one-shot!

I dropped into town early in the morning so I could catch he before she had any possible plans. I couldn't stop thinking about her the entire time I stayed in Wasagi Beach, my mind always shifted over to her red hair and her glowing pale skin. How she always held behind her tears that was allowed to come pouring any minute. How she always hid her true beauty behind her make-up, along with her true sorrow. How strong she was with dealing with her emotions. How hard it must've been for her to know I left her. I couldn't help but cry every night as the last vision I seen of her was her pouting lips and glittering eyes. How I felt like I could puke on myself as I let her go.

I struggled as I climbed the staircase to enter the apartment complex. The elevator was broken, but taking the stairs would be worth it to see her face as I enter the room. My eyes lit with joy as apartment #2 caught my eye. I gave a soft knock on the door so I could alarm her that someone was entering the room. It felt weird as I knocked onto the door. Not because it has been so long since I spotted the room, but because the door felt empty. After patiently waiting for a few minutes I reached into my pocket and pulled out a rather rusty key. After hardly being in any use for all this time, I guess it would've rusted by then. I slid the key into it's destination and twisted the knob.

The door creaked as it opened and as I looked into the room, I realized that it wasn't the door that was empty, but the room behind it. My voice became harsh as I called her name throughout the room. I closed my eyes and placed my face into my blood rushed fist. I used the fist to wipe away a running tear and gave myself one look into a broken mirror onto the floor. I couldn't bear to look at myself in such a sad reflection. I threw the mirror onto the floor and watched it break into a dozen pieces, just like my puzzled life.

I walked into the bedroom to see if anything else was left behind. The room was a bit dusty and it was visible through the light that shines through the bullet hole window. I could a picture frame lying on the floor with a small crack on the side of the frame's glass. I lifted my thumb and knocked off the dust to reveal an image of me holding my hand around her waist from behind. The smile on her face was beautiful, the opposite of the last time I seen her in the face.

"Ellie..."

I looked toward the window and thought back on my life. I thought how stupid I was to ever think she was going to wait here for me. I left her at with a pitiful excuse 2 years ago, and still expected her to think about me all this time. I asked myself what I was thinking when I packed my bag after years of sorrow and expected her to still have the same look she had as I told her I was staying with my parents. My attention was focused on a few children leaving to school, unsurprisingly, Ellie wasn't one of them.

She didn't bother to give me a call to tell me she was leaving. I called her mom's home and got no answer. I know she's gone... Forever. She's probably off to college with me completely wiped from her mind, and here I am with all the nothing but our times together. I picked up my suitcase and left outside the building, taking one last look at my past. As I turned and walked off to my unknown destination, all the memories of what I thought was love left me by every step I took. Every step is just another step to forgetting.

I guess forgotten love is a cycle of life. First Jimmy and Ashley, Paige and Spinner, Craig and Manny... Now it's me... Sean Cameron and Ellie Nash.