Summer holidays in a week today! :) So excited. Anyway here is my newest story
Disclaimer: I still don't own Sonny With A Chance/So Random, but just you wait I will one day ;)
Enjoy x
My One Regret
It's over; just like that, everything gone with in a split second. Time freezes. I search her eyes but she's deadly serious and it's all my fault. I went past the line. No, I went so far past the line I've lost all sight of it; there's no going back. Her chocolate brown orbs fall to the floor and I can see the tears begin to fall. I caused this and I left no way to fix it. It's silent and yet I can't find any words to say, so I turn, leaving her behind, and exit the room, but not before I glance back at her hoping in those slip seconds I can build the courage to say it. But I couldn't. My eyes drop down before I walk out of her life for I don't know how long. I hope it's not forever, oh please let it not be forever.
The next few days are the worst. The sun shines for every one them. It shouldn't, it just reminds me of her, of us or how we used to be. I can't go anywhere with out question being asked. The studio is buzzing due to our break up. Why do they care, it wasn't their lives I ruined. My dressing room is the only safe space now. I don't like it here. It's to 'all about me' and at the moment I hate me. I can't take it any more I need to get away.
The next few mouths are easier. I'm not in Hollywood anymore. I left that place a few weeks ago. It's nicer out hear anyway. No one asked questions. I can go anywhere, and anywhere is better than where I was. The still shines but now it reminds me of hope and happiness. I can't wait to see her again.
It's been two years now, New York's my new home. Life's finally slowed down. I've changed for the better. I'm still famous and all but life's more private, the paparazzi don't tend to bother me anymore. And yet I still miss my old life, well only one part of it. I've see her on the news and read the occasional article about her. She's still the same, I like that. I just regret not telling her that day. I think apart of my will always feel that way for her but she'll never know.
It's been twenty years now. I'm married with two children with another on the way. I'm not famous anymore. We moved to the countryside 5 years ago. Everything's different now. Good different but different all the same. I'm happy but I'm still reminded of her. I wonder how she is. If she's married, has kids, even if she's still alive. I hope she's still smiling. Oh please let her still be smiling.
It's been eighty years now. I'm old, really old. I've watch my children grow up and have kids of there own. I've seen a lot in my time. I've been places many people haven't, done things many people won't and yet there's still one thing I regret. I regret never telling Sonny Monroe I loved her.
Humm…? Not sure but hey if you liked it please tell me :)
From Ali xxx