I think maybe it's my imagination, or maybe part of me still doesn't want to let go, but sometimes he looks at me. A couple of times he's looked me right in the eyes, the way he use to and my heart has skipped a couple of beats. I'm haunted. Not as much by the end of it anymore, but by the good times we had. I would be the fisrt person signing up to have my memories erased like in Jim Carrey's new movie. They hurt the most now because it's not there anymore. One day I'll be happy I've got them, I think. I'll be the first person to admit that a part of me still loves Jeff, a part of me always will. He was my first love and that never goes away. I wouldn't take him back thought, I couldn't. Even though I know it won't happen, I've day dreamed a hundred times that he'll send me an e-mail of an instant message saying it was a mistake, that he never loved Claire and I made him happy. Danika and Adam wouldn't let me, I wouldn't let myself. I don't think I, or anyone else could stand to see poor old Brody fall apart all over again. Adam told me the other day that I'm a better person now and not with Jeff, that the best thing that I ever did was to leave him. Don't worry, I was quick to remind him that I never left Jeff, other way around. I'm not ashamed to admit it. People still find it hard to believe when they ask me what happened with my ex or why I'm currently single. Danika always says that she couldn't even look at them and friend's of friend's already hate them without ever meeting them. The excuse that they love each other doesn't seem to fly. To everyone else it doesn't matter. They where in the wrong and I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks so.

So, there you've go. You've done it. Congratulations. You've walked a mile in my beaten shoes. You where in my sneakers when Claire shunned me for a drunken night I didn't regrett. You where in my knee high's as I walked the cold streets. You where by my side trying to be strong when Jeff ended it, you gave up when he did it again. You ran with me as I fled through a shopping centre, minds reeling. You've knocked back every drink I did. Most importantly though, you've felt my heart break. I've shown you what it was like to feel , and long for it to get better. That's all I wanted to do, this was the point of it all, the point of Brody Keller's story, to show you. Just to let you know. Now I've done that, I guess I should try move on. People know. My story has been spread. Their betrayal isn't confined and I don't have to feel bad about anything, right? I didn't handle it well, you know that now. It could of been worse. Without Adam or Danika, the shard of mug I used to draw my blood would of drawn more. I thank them. I thank you. My name is still Brody keller. I'm still 5ft 7, a little less then a size 10. I still have blue eyes, vivid red hair. But the most important change is this, even though I still long for Yesterday, I would relive it, not even for Jeff.

A/N: There you go. Finished. Compleate. Over. Thank you to Lonely Alys and xtremelybold who reviewed all the way through.Thank you for your support. Go on, spoil me, give me one last review-Kiera