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Massive A/N incoming, IMPORTANT!

A/N: Sorry if the above warning is a bit…rude:( Well, I'll explain:

This is a sort of drabble fic- there IS A PLOT, but the chapters DOES NOT go in order. I repeat, THEY DO NOT GO IN ORDER. Because they don't go in order, things will be spoiled. If you wish to know the order in which the chapters go, I will post an A/N at the end to tell you what is happening. Thanks!

P.S. This chapter was betaed by KissingFire! She's awesome:) Check her stories out…I'm sure you have already;)

I saw him, his gleaming eyes widening at the sight of me. The long, discreet looks he would cast at me when he thought I wasn't looking. I saw him, timing his way out of the bathroom just so that he could "accidentally" bump into me, his hand softly brushing against my own. I saw him see me, the real me, the sweet and caring one. Not fake. Not plastic. Not like her.

The freshly mowed grass tickling my bare legs, the air filled with the fragrance of the blossoming of tulips and roses, the fluffy, puff-like clouds dotting the light blue sky promised a perfect day. How wrong I had been.

She sat with him; her legs spread apart, her limbs intertwining with his, back pressed along chest. She draped her perfectly tanned arms around his neck, whispering something in his ear and eliciting a laugh. It was fake, though only I knew it. Only I could make him laugh a true laugh, the peals ringing out, like rays reaching down to warm every area of my heart. Only I could make him smile like...the way he was smiling at her.

Wait! But - That's not right. That's my smile.

Jace told me so.

That's supposed to be my smile.

I repeated the words in my head as if they were a mantra.

Yet, I could see him, his perfect, pink, full lips stretched across his teeth, a doting glance at her. Then, he let her, showing no signs of resistance, press her lips to his cheek, and instead of pushing her away like he should've, would've, his entire body relaxed, as if relishing it. Tinges of red appeared across just the apples of his cheeks. A blush. No. He turned away shyly, but then paused, as if reconsidering it, and responded instead by leaning down and pressing his mouth against hers, those stupid, damned, cherry-red lips of hers that were decked with lipstick and lip gloss, painted just like the rest of her was. Fake. Disgustingly perfect.

But he didn't know that.

The aching in my heart was too much to put into words. Every moment was like a shovel digging through my chest, tearing it to pieces, bit by bit. Tears sprang into my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I had to stay strong.

Agonizingly slowly, I tore my eyes away from the sight, and spun around, commanding each step to leave the tangled limbs. But it was not enough. My resolve slipped for just that one moment, and I whipped back around, towards them, my legs flying across and through the green, towards her. It was a blur; I was in a daze. My movements had slowed to a stop, right before them.

But, before I could control myself, before I could get my thoughts straight, before I could even sort out the billions of emotions zipping through my veins, I formed words. I could not hear the sound coming out, for there was a great flood rushing through my ears, obscured. But I could understand what it was that I'd said, somehow. The last things I thought I would ever say. I did not even know I could say those words. But I did.

"I hate you."

And it felt so insanely good to finally let the weight fall, to let it fall away. I let it all go, letting the tears spill down my cheeks, and letting my legs sprint away, faster than ever, going, going, gone. My hands buried themselves into my face, tears forming pools, sinking me. With nobody to save me.

A/N: So depressing...based on a dream of mine. :( So, REVIEW! That would be great, thanks:)