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Okay, so to start off, I am so so so sorry for not updating Reclusive like I should have! I have to think up a killer and I've thought of a couple and it's so tough to choose! I hope you guys can forgive me. Please?
And as for a question: If Tenry happened, who would you want to make the first move, Tori or Henry? And why?
Put your answer in your review! And here's Chapter 14!
Tori Fallon's P.O.V.
It's raining outside my house. The perfect weather for my mood. Depressed.
I try to be happy, I really do. But James left on a plane a couple hours ago to get back to college. And Henry's out with his parents. I'd talk to other people, but they wouldn't understand. They weren't there on that dreadful day in that dreadful hospital room.
Mine and Henry's parents have been paying for me and him to go to a therapist every Wednesday. I mean, the therapist's a nice person and all, but she doesn't understand. Only James and Henry do, and I can't speak to them right now.
I just wish things weren't like this. Like how I wish I could sleep again without waking up in the middle the night screaming and my parents coming to take care of it. I wish that when I walk down the hallways of school that when people whisper, I wish it wasn't about me. I wish that people would quit feeling sorry for me and treating me like a baby because honestly? I don't need all this attention. I'm just a girl who lost her best friend that she can never get back. Nothing more, nothing less.
Suddenly I'm pulled back into the real world when I'm startled by my phone ringing. I grab it off my desk to see who it is. It's James. I answer it, because I have to say something.
"Hey." I say nervously.
"Hey." Said James on the other end.
"How's Harvard?"
"It's alright. Nothing much going on over here-" James began but I interrupted him.
"...James, I need space."
"What?"
"I need space from us."
"Well, how much space do you want? I'm already across the United States."
"I'm serious, James."
It was a long time before James answered. When he finally did, he sighed.
"Why do you want space?" James asked.
"I just can't handle it."
"Are you sure that's the reason?"
"Why would there be any other reason?"
"I don't know, Tori; I just wondered." James said, his voice turning into an angry tone.
"Wondered what?" Tori asked, her bad temper rising up as well.
"That maybe the reason you want space isn't because of Lizzie. That it's because of Henry."
"What would Henry have to do with me needing space?"
"Oh, I don't know." James said sarcastically. "Maybe it's the fact that he loves you."
"Henry does not love me." Tori said angrily.
"Yes he does. ...And you love him too." James said.
"No I don't James! I love you. You know that."
"Well, nowadays I'm not so sure anymore!" James screamed.
There was a long silence until James spoke up.
"Tori, I love you. I really do." James began.
"Don't…" Tori muttered, tears sliding from her dark blue eyes, knowing where this conversation was going.
"But if you don't love me back, how is that fair? These days, loving you is like hugging a cactus. The more I hold on, the more it's gonna hurt, and darling I can't do that anymore. "
"But I do love you, James!"
"Are you sure? I'll give you space. But as of today, the wedding's off. And we're over." James hung up the phone before I could say anything else.
So I threw my phone across the room, and it shattered as it hit the wall and came down.
I fell on the floor crying for the what felt like the billionth time this week.
I just didn't my crying would ever be about him.
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