Prologue
Author's Notes: This story was originally called "A Part of Me" and had a different prologue. I re-wrote it and changed the title and the end result is what you're reading now. Enjoy. :)
"We're getting married!" I remember how happy she sounded telling us all. I remember how much I hated him at that moment. She was mine and he took her from me.
I had the fight to hold the tears back. I couldn't cry in front of them. I wouldn't. I wouldn't let them know that this was killing me.
On top of everything else, he had asked me to be part of the wedding. Their wedding. I couldn't refuse, even though aceepting meant that he had won. And I had lost.
That made me hate him more than anything he had ever done to me before. All the times he had ditched me for Charity. All the times he had made fun of me infront of "the guys". None of that mattered to me now.
All that I could think about now, was how he betrayed me by taking the only thing in the world that mattered to me. By taking the only thing that I had ever loved. By taking Kay. My Kay.
I love her. And despite what she may say, I know she loves me, too. Deep down inside of her, she loves me.
A part of me died that day. A part of my heart shriveled up and turned black. And I'll never get it back again.
Author's Notes: This story was originally called "A Part of Me" and had a different prologue. I re-wrote it and changed the title and the end result is what you're reading now. Enjoy. :)
"We're getting married!" I remember how happy she sounded telling us all. I remember how much I hated him at that moment. She was mine and he took her from me.
I had the fight to hold the tears back. I couldn't cry in front of them. I wouldn't. I wouldn't let them know that this was killing me.
On top of everything else, he had asked me to be part of the wedding. Their wedding. I couldn't refuse, even though aceepting meant that he had won. And I had lost.
That made me hate him more than anything he had ever done to me before. All the times he had ditched me for Charity. All the times he had made fun of me infront of "the guys". None of that mattered to me now.
All that I could think about now, was how he betrayed me by taking the only thing in the world that mattered to me. By taking the only thing that I had ever loved. By taking Kay. My Kay.
I love her. And despite what she may say, I know she loves me, too. Deep down inside of her, she loves me.
A part of me died that day. A part of my heart shriveled up and turned black. And I'll never get it back again.