A Fading Memory

by radar123

Amie loved him. She still does, but he's dead, and she can't deal with the grief. Her mother locks her away as if she were a problem that does't need to be dealt with. When there's no one else for Amie to turn to, who does she find solace in?

1. Preface

So here's the deal. This is my first story. Ever. I've been looking for somewhere to get it out to people other than my friends and family, and figured FanFiction would be the best place to do it. I'm not entirely sure where I'm going with it yet, but I do know that I want it to be a surprise-for me and for everyone else. If anyone does managae to read it, please be patient. This story will probably take me a while to complete, but I will try my best. Finally, I'm really looking forward to seeing what people have to say about it, so please: read, and hopefully enjoy. Constructive criticism is very welcome.

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Here it is:

I lied to get away. I didn't want to, I just had to. You know that feeling you get when you know you won't leave if you get too attached? Well, that's what I feel. Always. I'm scared of getting too close, because I know that in a heartbeat I could lose it all. You must think of me as a coward, but it's really nothing like that. I wouldn't be like this if he hadn't shoved his hand into my chest, ripped my heart from the arteries connecting it to the rest of my body, and torn it to shreds. Of course, it wasn't his fault. You see, he had no say in the matter. He just died. That's really all he did. I still can't forgive him for doing it. How can I if he can't even apologize for it? I loved him. Damn it, I still do.