(One month later)

Every night, Cat would always cry herself to sleep because her Robbie wasn't there with her to sing her lullabies. Everything she has experienced has been pain, and pain alone.

Cat's POV

I miss the sound of him whispering sweet nothings into my ear, and me resting into the crook of his neck. He helped me win the battle against Josh, but it ultimately led to more pain for me. We went from best friends to lovers in a matter of weeks, but he just threw it all away.

"I can't believe he actually left mom, I-I just feel so empty." I run over to the only beam of support I have left.

"I tried hun, there was nothing I could do, I tried explaining it in a way she could understand but she wouldn't listen. Maybe you can try something with Tori to get him off your mind for a bit, she's been calling every day since he left to see how you were." And Tori always gets involved.

"She won't agree to an actual relationship mom, no matter how much she wants to. I've tried to see if she would, she doesn't answer the question, she always changes the subject, in her eyes I was Robbie's and Robbie's alone." And that is very true.

"Oh, honey, I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"All I want is Robbie and he's on the other side of the country. He wouldn't even agree to a long distance relationship, why did I even try and love him if he was just going to rip my heart in half. I can't even text him, he got a new number."

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Unknown caller. Strange. With a New Jersey area code.

"Who is this?" No. It can't be.

"Cat Valentine?" Is it...?

"Robbie Shapiro?" God, I hope I'm right.

"You got it right! Your old pal's back home for a week. How does that sound?" Butterflies are coming out of my stomach right now. Even though he shattered my heart when he left, the feelings are still there. He owns my heart.

"That sounds great, Robbie! Quick question, are we still, you know, a thing?" Dammit, I shouldn't have said that.

"Oh, um...I found a girlfriend at my new school." What the fuck?! He promised me so many things.

"What happened to 'I'm yours and you're mine, so that means you can't leave me', huh? You left me, and you definitely aren't mine. I don't know how someone can be so conceited, selfish, and...just flat out thoughtless!" Ding dong. Oh, God, who is it? Oh, shit. It's Robbie.

"Continue what you were saying over the phone." I cross my arms and give him a cold stare.

"Okay. You're so conceited, selfish, and thoughtless! Counter that, Shapiro." I bet he doesn't have a counter.

"Alright, well, you're pretentious, stuck up, and totally gorgeous." What did he call me?

"Gorgeous?!" I stick up an eyebrow at him, and now he's in my house.

"I mean adorable, so adorable you make me sick." And then he fucking slams the door behind him like he lives here or something!

"Oh, okay. If I'm so sickeningly adorable, why did you get a girlfriend?!" I am steaming right now.

"I saw your posts on The Slap, why did you start going out with Van Dyke on the football team?" Is he serious right now?

"Because he asked me! Isn't that how it works, Robbie? A guy asks out a girl because he likes her?! This is making no sense right now!" He slams his backpack onto a chair.

"Well, sometimes, things don't make sense, Cat!" I would love to see him list off things.

"Oh, really?! Like wh-" Okay, I don't know what just happened, but my lips are touching his lips, and I make him lean against a wall, and I'm working the zipper on his pants.

"R-Robbie, I just need you to shut up and make love to me."

And there we were, in my room, making love. It was our first time together, and let me just say, he's not that bad for a beginner. It's almost like we're in sync. He follows my every move and he adjusts himself whenever he needs to. He's incredible. We're incredible.

"Robbie? Do you love me again?" I look at him with the puppy eyes.

"I just made love to you. I think that answers your question. And thank God you have condoms." I go underneath his neck.

"I've missed you." I run my fingers through his hair.

"I've missed you too, Cat." We're just sitting there in silence, playing with each other. He starts to play with my bra straps, and I play with the hem of his briefs.

"So...what do you wanna do today?" He finally breaks the silence.

"Well, first I have to break up with Van Dyke. I mean, I don't do one night stands like this. Or in this case, one morning stands. Hehe. But, yeah, I have to break up with Van Dyke. And then we could meet up with Beck, Andre, Tori, and Jade. Have ourselves a little party. We can buy some stuff from the grocery store. Don't worry, the party's gonna be here, my house isn't that big, but there's just enough room for everybody. Now let's get dressed." He puts on his jeans, polo, and leather jacket, and I put on a pink dress. Just to make him and I look adorable when we walk together.

"Okay, I'm paying for everything. Just so I can do something nice for you. I put you through stuff you shouldn't have been through." Oh my God.

"Robbie, walk away. Van Dyke is right there." And it's too late. He's already in front of us.

"Cat, are you cheating on me?" Come on, think, think, Caterina.

"Um...n-no. This is just my friend." Please, God, let him leave the both of us alone.

"Just your friend? Then why is there a hickey on your neck?" Dammit! I should have covered that up.

"No, Van Dyke, that's just-" He walks away.

"Did you just call me your friend? Just your friend?" Oh, shit.

"Robbie, you know that I didn't mean it like that. I just needed a way to get away from him, that's all. I mean, when you break up with your girlfriend, don't you think you should defend yourself like that?" I almost forgot that he was dating someone already.

"Oh, yeah, I have to tell Stella that I'm back with you. I just want us to be happy again. I promise that I'll never leave you. We'll stay in touch, I swear. Add me into your contacts. Just give me your phone and I'll give you mine." I grab his phone out of his hands, and I take a picture of myself, with my contact name being a cat emoji.

"There you go, I'm in your contacts now! I'm just surprised that we're together again. You know that I've loved you since I met you. My heart couldn't take it anymore. You being away from me has been a living hell. I just miss everything about you, baby. Just promise me that you'll stay in touch." I lace my fingers with his.

"I'll call you everyday if I have to. It's just hard knowing that someone you love isn't with you. I thought about ending it all the other night, and I almost did. I couldn't stop thinking about you, and I hated myself for breaking up with you. I just couldn't handle the thought of you being...hurt. And seeing you with Van Dyke made everything worse...I-I...just wanna go back to my hotel." Why is he going back now?

"We just got here, Robbie. There's no reason to go back. I guess you're stuck with me today." I kiss him on the cheek and giggle at my actions.

"No, Cat, I just need a little alone time. I just got back to Los Angeles, I need to readjust to the city, and there's a lot of things that I need to get organized."

Robbie's POV

I walk Cat back over to my car, and I start it up, ready to drop her off at her place.

We get to her place, and I tilt my rearview mirror to get a better look of my trunk.

"Alright, Cat. See you tomorrow, babe." I give her a peck on the lips.

"Wait, can I come with you to your hotel room? I wanna see Candace again." Never seen anyone get this excited to meet my sister.

"No, I just wanna be alone for now. I promise that we'll do something tomorrow. How about the movies? And after that, we can eat out somewhere." I play with the curls at the end of her hair.

"Okay, sure! See you tomorrow!" I close the door and put the car in reverse.

I hate everything right now. My grades are slowly going down, I'm away from Cat, and-

Buzz.

There's that. For some reason, all of Josh's friends keep on texting me. Telling me that they're gonna hurt Cat and I if they ever saw us. I'm not happy. There's been nothing but sadness ever since I moved. I love Camden, but Los Angeles is my real home. I wanna talk to Cat about how I'm feeling, but I don't want her to see me break down and cry. Suicide is on my list of options to be happy again, but I don't wanna leave Cat behind like that. I...just don't know what to do with my life anymore. I'm nothing without that precious little soul in my life, but that's what it is. I'm nothing. Just another statistic. I just feel like dying tonight.

Author's note: he's back!!!