I have written a few more chapters, but am not sure if they are good enough. Please review and let me know if I should post more!?

"Lost and lonely

Cos you're the only

One that knows me

And I can't live without you"

-VD

"Hey Cecil! Do you remember me?" Christian turned around to look at the girl questioning him. He was taking his scheduled break from his lifeguard duty when he was stopped by her. He remembered the time when Tara and he had gone to a beach where they had given each other silly names and played a game of cricket with some kids. He gathered she was one of them. It was surprising how the girl had recognized him after two years. He wasn't interested in having a conversation with her. He nodded and started to walk away. "How come you never called me back?" she interrupted again. He turned around.

"Sorry, but I was caught up with some stuff," he answered. "I need to be heading back to my shift. See you later."

"How's your friend? Tabitha, wasn't it?" the girl asked.

"You have a really good memory! Yes, and she's ok." He did not want to drag this on any longer.

"Who would ever forget you!" the girl sighed dreamily.

Christian gave her a weak smile and walked away. That conversation had dredged up memories he had buried deep inside. As he watched the swimmers in the pool, his mind began to wander to that day. He and Tara had such an easy camaraderie that day. How happy they both were once they realized they truly liked each other! He missed being with her, talking to her…. but she didn't want to talk to him anymore. She hadn't answered any of his calls or texts since her surgery. She was in a place he had been in before. Christian knew he had hurt her last year when he had isolated himself from her and all his academy friends. But now that he was on the other side of the equation, he knew exactly, the extent of the pain he had caused.

As his shift ended and Christian walked to the bus-stop, he was still thinking about Tara. He wondered what she thought of his decision to not join the company, if she even knew about his decision. Did she not even want to be his friend anymore? They had opted to stay friends so that they wouldn't hurt each other. But being apart, hurt more. Being cut-off from her life, not knowing how she was, if she would be alright however, was more painful than losing a limb. It would kill him, but he would not call her again. He would focus on today and now, take time to rediscover himself, and develop his career. If he wanted to have any kind of relationship with Tara someday, he decided, he had to become a better man.