Chapter 2
Eventually years passed, Deidara was so kind. He always made me smile when I was pushed to the edge of crying. Word from him made me smile. Though, the one day came eventually. I cried so hard, gasping for air. I knew it. I was a bait, he never even liked me. My boyfriend never liked me.
"Please don't cry anymore, un, Dora," Deidara said. It didn't work this time. He tried and tried, while I just cried even more every time the memories came back. They were all fake, he was just using me. I never knew what he used me for, and I never got to know. I never asked.
I sat on my bed, crying my eyes dry. Still, it didn't work. I was lucky with the date, mom wasn't home. Dad wasn't either. I was home alone, with Deidara of course. After some time, I got rid of my egoistic self, feeling really bad. I put Deidara in such a hard situation. He looked at me with sad eyes.
Soon, tears rolled down my cheek again. I remembered that day when I told Deidara about it all, about how happy I was for finally having a boyfriend. I remember when I told him about my first date, when we went out, watching the newest movie at the cinema, then sharing the same ice cream. I remember he held my hand. I remember he never kissed me. He left me.
Deidara is still here.
Before I could think, Deidara put his arms around me, pulling me into a hug. I was mostly shocked, but a little part inside me lighted up.
I've still got Deidara.