Okay, I know a lot of people are seeing this as a "pity wanting story written by a stupid pity wanting author," but that is not true. I'm not one for pity; I actually don't believe in giving pity because it doesn't change what has happened. The purpose of this story is for MY CLOSURE. I don't like mentioning my private life but writing it out really makes it better. After I finish this story and A Rose's Tale, I will not be writing stories like those again. I just need to do this right now to get over what has happened.
A few more days went by and Rose grew anxious over her fiancé not talking to her. Is he okay? She thought, Did something happen to him? What if it's still about what happened . . . She wondered, is that why he isn't talking to me?
She tried her best not to think about it. People were already thinking she is a clingy girlfriend. And in way, she kind of was but it was still normal. How would you feel if the person you love hasn't talked to you in a long period of time? Would you just let it go and be completely fine with it or would you go crazy after awhile? For those who said they would be fine with it, bullshit. No person on Earth can handle that. For those who said they would go crazy after awhile, thank you for being honest.
For a while, she had kept herself busy by concentrating on exams, her friends, and of course, her pets. Nothing seemed to keep her mind off of him, though. Even though there were times where she didn't think about him, there was always that voice at the end of the day that would say his name repeatedly in her head.
But, there was also a nagging feeling that she had become accustomed to. The nagging feeling told her that he is avoiding her on purpose. That he isn't thinking about her at all and is probably messing around with her. She ignored it for the time being since she's had that from the beginning of their relationship, though.
Paranoia was the downfall in almost all of her relationships. It was either the guy was paranoid or she was and it would always end the same way; a break up. Her paranoia wasn't really the case in most of her relationships except for one. The one she really couldn't remember.
All she knew about Dimitri was that they dated, he's blonde with green eyes, he's 19, and he loved her. Other than that, he was a complete blank to her. She had found some chats and emails from when the time they supposedly dated and they looked pretty convincing. But, some of them just didn't make sense. Some of them had lines which she thought she would never say, such as, "let's get pregnant before our wedding," or something along those words. Those words had bothered for a couple of days. He must have really meant something to her in order for her to say that, but why did she break up with him? Or why did he break up with her?
Her head ached as she tried to think about it more, so she stopped thinking about it. From whatever chats she read, she concluded that Dimitri was a good boyfriend. The only problem is why can't she remember him at all. Maybe she was thinking about him when she fell on her head? That's what has happened to some people. Or maybe he just wasn't important enough for her to remember him? No wait, she forgot her birthday along with him, that's pretty important!
Mia and Lissa have told her she had dumped Dimitri for Adrian. That was kind of weird. Dimitri sounded a lot like a guy that she wouldn't want to dump. There had to be a reason as to why she had dumped him. But, she couldn't remember.
Then, her mind jumped to another thing: WHY IS SHE THINKING ABOUT SOMEONE ELSE BESIDES ADRIAN? Has she lost her mind? She didn't know at the time, but yes; she has lost her mind.
Sorry for a short and late chapter. This story is really hard to write yet it needs to be written in order for me to move on. I've seen what Adrian has posted and I don't really care about what he has to say. It's my story, from my eyes, and is written in my words. I'm sorry that this is how I see him and everyone else, but that is it. It is from my perspective and he can't change that. He can call me stupid, but I don't care. I'm finally saying what I think, felt, and did. His opinion no longer matters.
