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Character: Chloe Beale.
I was sat at the bar, slowly getting drunk, like I always did. That was how I coped these days. I'd slipped into this sort of...trance. I was alive, but not living. I was existing. I barely ate, barely went outside except to get alcohol. It was the only thing that cured my mind. For a while, at least.
I heard the door opening, and an influx of people and loud voices, chatting to each other about everything under the sun. I heard someone ordering at the bar, while the others sat down at a table in the corner, laughing as though they didn't care that anyone was here. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and a voice in my ear. I immediately tensed up, sucking in a breath and willing the tears to not drop down my face. I never thought I'd see you here.
"Chlo."
You said, no sadness in your voice whatsoever. I knew you were having a good time. You didn't have to come and say hi, but you did anyway. You asked me how I was, when it was so evident that you were having a hell of a time. Smiling, laughing, and many other things that were just a distant memory for me. I missed you. I missed everything about you, from your smile, to the way your eyes lit up when you talked about music.
I put a big smile on my face, and pushed away the thoughts that were willing me to get you back into my life. I had no reason to cry or be sad, because I was the one that ended it. I was the one that left you alone, because I was scared. It broke your heart, but not as much as it broke mine.
You listened to me lie about how I was, and I knew that you could tell. You always could. I got lucky with you. So lucky, and I let you go.
I told you how the stars had aligned, we were destined to see each other today. You laughed. You always laughed at me when I talked about the stars. I explained that the sun was watching over me. You looked deeply into my eyes, trying to figure out what I meant. I pushed you away slightly, closing my eyes and taking in a breath. I opened my eyes again to see yours full with worry. I smiled at you, the best fake one that I could muster. The best one I could create with half a heart.
You pulled me into a hug, squeezing, lasting just a little long that a friendly goodbye. You bid me farewell, with promises to chat soon. You told me to look after myself, or you'd send Aubrey over to kick my ass if I didn't do anything. I giggled. I knew the both of you were never good friends, but you cared about me. You started walking away, going to rejoin your friends, while I walked to the door, pulling it open. I turned around to see a flash brown hair before I felt arms wrap around my body. I knew it was you. I know your smell. I called it home for so many years. It was too much.
Tears started to escape from my eyes, and found their way to your shoulder. You pulled me tighter, breathing onto my neck. I knew you were crying too. I had done this to you. I had hurt you. I needed you.
"I miss you."