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Authors Note: Hey, sorry for the delay in this chapter it's been a-g-e-s I know because I've been having writers block on all of my stories on other sites as well! So please forgive me if this is slightly sappy and boring! And please, please comment!

Craig lets Evette go but continues to stare at her. She looks at him tears are filling in her eyes; she is doing exactly what she decided not to do so long ago. That was to let someone else get to her. To let her defenses down and let herself rely on someone. But it was something in Craig's eyes that made her forget, but they also made her realize exactly why Ashley didn't want to let him go. She knows that it is Ashley that deserves Craig's undivided attention and concern; she shouldn't be made to share.

Evette turns her head and stares at the ground. Craig reaches out to touch her but hesitates.

"What did you say?"

Evette takes his hand and studies it; his fingers have calluses from his guitar playing. Lines embedded deep into the skin show his pain and suffering. Evette traces each line lightly with the tip of her finger. She places it on her chest just above her heart.

"Listen..."

She places one hand behind her ear.

"...to...your heart..."

She points to his chest. Her voice is getting clearer with each word. Everyone behind them watch silently, no one has noticed that Ashley has long gone.

"And...I will listen to mine."

Evette lets go of Craig's hand. And walks past the crowd and through the doors they stare after her watching the doors swing even though she is already long gone.

Evette opens the door to the quiet house. She walks directly upstairs and opens the door at the very end of the hall. A dark blue bed spread lies on the bed. Evette crashes on to it and curls herself up into a tight ball. Her tears make the blue turn to navy. The familiar smell of a familiar person has long faded into the air.

Evette bunches the sheets in her hand. She lies there until she is surrounded by darkness except for the eerie green numbers on the digital clock. She gets up off the bed in the darkness and opens the door. She quickly realizes that her parents have yet to come home.

She takes a jacket off a hook next to the front door and opens the door. A cool gush of wind hits her face as she walks slowly through the park. The sun is setting and the sky bathed in a warm red. She stops as she reaches the center of the park. There are two figures sitting on the swings, Craig and Ashley.

She stops a short distance away from them. They're facing the other way and do not notice her presence.

"Ash..."

"Craig, you know that what I mean!"

"It's not like that."

"It is you know it is."

"I can't help it Ash, she's a really good friend."

"And I'm not?"

"You are Ash but you're also my girlfriend."

"So?"

"So, it's different..."

"I don't get it."

"Ash, why are you fighting with me?"

"Because...because..."

"Because what Ash what do you want."

"I want to break up."

Silence. The faint squeaking of the swings fills the gaps.

"I can't believe you would say that. I thought we had something more."

"Craig, we do have something more but...it's different."

"I don't get it."

Craig stands up; the swing bounces against the back of his leg and swivels wildly. Ashley has stopped swinging she stands up and her hand goes out. She touches his arm lightly. He moves and walks away towards Evette. Evette would have hid or pretended that she had just come but it was too late. His hand flings out and he grabs her by the elbow and drags her away.

Ashley watches them almost helplessly. Tears begin rolling down her cheeks. She knew that it would hurt but she didn't count on it to hurt this much.

"Craig! Let go!"

Craig's hand immediately releases her. Tears are forming in his eyes. He turns around and engulfs Evette in a tight embrace his cheek rest on the top of her head, his hand wrapped firmly around her torso. Evette laughs slightly.

"You use the same deodorant as Jason..."

The name feels strange coming from her mouth. Her tongue wraps around the phonics that make up the name of the person that she misses so much. And then she stops herself from being engulfed by her own grief.

"Craig go chase after Ashley."

Craig shakes his head. Evette pries him away from her and stares at him for a long time.

"Craig, don't stand here and feeling sorry for yourself. Go chase after her and prove to her that what you have is more then a teenage romance. Maybe it's love."

"What's love?"

"Love is knowing that if that person dies tomorrow you won't be able to live without them, it's knowing that your life is better because that person is there. Love is a feeling that means something different to everyone."

"Then...I don't know if I love her."

"You don't mean that."

"I do, I know that half of me has already died because I miss Evonne so much every day. I know that my life is better because you are here. And I think that Ashley means so much to me that I can't stand the thought of losing her. But I know that if you left me...I wouldn't be able to live."

"Is that because I remind you of Evonne?"

Craig nods.

"Don't break up with Ashley because of that, it's not worth it."

Evette does something next that she would have never done before. She stands up and leaves Craig by her own will. Craig is left there contemplating his next move. A moment later he begins running in the opposite direction. In the direction of Ashley's house.