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Dana P.O.V

I opened the door and…

There they were.

Logan.

Anya.

Slow Dancing.

I put my hand over my mouth to stop myself from making any sobbing noises. I quickly made my way upstairs, my vision getting more blurred with each step.

Please don't be in love with someone else
Please don't have somebody waiting on you

(Flashback)

As soon as I reached my dorm, I slammed the door shut and collapsed on my bed.

Tears just kept falling from my tired eyes, and I cried more because I was angry with myself.

Angry that I let him in.

This is complete hell.

(End Flashback)

Yeah, I remember that.

Painful.

Heartbreaking.

Not worth my time.

That was back in December, and well, now it's March.

I still refuse to talk to him.

That night…I considered calling my mother and telling her everything, just to vent to someone.

But…seriously?

My parents think I'm a little angel, and that I haven't even touched a boy.

Can you imagine me calling my mother, telling her that I slept with Logan and then he broke my heart?

There's no way I'd come home to a happy family.

I'll just let my parents believe that I'm an innocent little virgin.

Because really…

It's the only way to make this situation any easier.

I chuckled to myself and stood up, deciding that I needed some air.

Oh life...

Logan P.O.V.

It's March.

I haven't talked to her in months.

Hell, I give up.

Ever since that night she saw me dancing with Anya, she's been all over the place.

I wanted to go after her when I saw her crying.

I just…

Couldn't.

I don't even like Anya!

I felt bad because her boyfriend dumped her and she was in utter tears.

Yeah, I have a heart alright?

It hurts not talking to Dana…

Because I wanna help her so much.

Ever since that night at the dance in December…

Dana's been sleeping around.

Getting drunk.

Just becoming…

Not Dana.

It hurts me so much because I caused it.

I sighed and jumped down from my bed.

Might as well get some air.

I walked out to the basketball courts and sat on the bleachers, my head filled with buzzing thoughts of Dana.

I checked my cell phone.

2:45 AM.

The sky was black and the stars were shining ridiculously bright.

I sighed and walked down to the court.

Staring up at the dark sky, I heard a noise…

It sounded like someone…

Fell.

Soon enough, I saw a figure stumbling towards me.

No…

There's no way…

She walked onto the court and spotted me.

A Grey Goose bottle of vodka grasped in her right hand.

"L-Logan?" She slurred out and made her way towards me.

"Dana? What are you doing out this late?" I questioned. I admit, my tone of voice surprised me, it sounded as though I was like her father or something.

"D-Drinking silly." She hiccupped and giggled. I held her to keep her from falling.

I haven't talked to her in forever.

Now she's in my arms...

Drunk.

"Where are you going?" I asked as I looked her in the eyes.

"To…to the hot boys dorm." She giggled again and took a swig of her vodka.

"What are you talking about Dana?" Now I know…I'd usually come back with a comment like, 'you mean my dorm?' or something.

But I was seriously worried here.

"Vinny…" She hiccupped.

Vinny?

"V-Vinny B…Blake." She stumbled out her words and watched my eyes go wide.

"Whoa Logan you gots big eyes." She commented. Damn she's kinda funny as a drunk.

Wait though…

Vinny Blake?

Vinny…

Vince?

Vince Blake?

No way.

"Dana…are you going to Vince Blake's dorm?" I coldly asked.

"Yeah! Him! Me and…and him have been havin' lotsa sex." She giggled a third time and tried to walk away.

I grabbed her wrist and spun her towards me.

"Why?" Was my only question.

"B-Because silly. You had y-your chance. You broke my heart and stomped all over it. I really liked you Reesey." She walked off and left me in my own misery.

Wow.

Just…

Wow.

Dana P.O.V

I woke up to a headache and a sleeping Vince Blake.

Ugh.

I put my clothes on and walked out of his dorm.

Completely disgusted with myself.

What have I become?

Has Logan really destroyed me this much?

I checked my phone for the time.

12:42 PM.

Whoa.

Time for lunch.

I walked down and grabbed a sandwich and a soda. I sat down against a tree and ate my lunch. It was sunny out, not a cloud in the sky. It made me smile. After I finished my food, I pulled out my iPod and pressed shuffle.

And right at that moment…

I spotted Logan.

Mingling with a bunch of girls.

Kiss me, out of the bearded barley

Lightly, beside the green, green grass

Swing, swing, swing the spinning step

you'll wear those shoes and I will wear that dress

I bit my lip as I watched him flirt like mad.

It still hurts.

The fact that I'm not good enough in his eyes.

Because…

I really did love him.

A lot.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight

Lead me out on the moonlit floor

Lift your open hand

Strike up the band and make the fireflies

Dance silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me.

It's funny really.

There was a point in time when he was actually my best friend.

Well, so much for that.

My eyes continued to scan all the girls he was talking to.

And then…

Kiss me down by the broken tree house

Swing me upon its hanging tire

Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat

We'll take the trail marked on your father's map

His eyes caught mine.

I think I heard my heart break a little more.

He looked so miserable.

So sorry.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight

Lead me out on the moonlit floor

Lift your open hand

Strike up the band and make the fireflies

Dance silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me

I felt tears start to trail down my face, and I quickly wiped them away.

That didn't stop them from falling though.

I really wish I could tell you how much it hurt.

How…every day it hurt not being able to talk to this kid.

And how I have to get drunk and sleep with other guys to fill that empty void in my life.

And I hate him for making me like this.

But I'll never hate him, even though I always say it.

So I just sat there and let my tears fall.

And watched as Mr. Bigshot had his way with the ladies.

Kiss me beneath the milky twilight

Lead me out on the moonlit floor

Lift your open hand

Strike up the band and make the fireflies

Dance silver moon's sparkling, so kiss me

He eventually walked over to me.

And I wasn't even strong enough to stop crying.

He sat down and looked at me.

"I'm so sorry." Was what he whispered.

I stood up and took a shaky deep breath.

"I still hate you." I roughly got out and walked away.

And I wish I could tell you how much that hurt to say.

AWWWW. Alrighty, lets see…the song is kiss me by sixpence. .. You can see what Dana has done to herself to rid of the pain, and she's really acting out of character. Logan finally manned up and talked to her. Even if it was only a few words. This chapter really tugged at my heart, and I hope it did the same to you guys.

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-Talar