Chapter One: Memories
Alex's POV
I remember it as if it were yesterday. I could still see Emma's smirk, the smirk that still haunts me when I sleep, when Jay told me he was dumping me. I could still feel the tears building up in my eyes, but I refused to give either of them the satisfaction of knowing that this hurt me.
I was always there for him, no matter what happened, if he needed me I'd be there. But of course, he was never there for me. I'd call him after my dad beat my mom, or me, needing someone to hold me, and before I could even get a word out he would always say, "Sorry busy"…that is, if he even answered his cell.
Even when he cheated on me, I forgave him and took him back. When he proposed, I thought everything was going to change, but it didn't. He was still always gone, never answering his cell. Three months after we were engaged, he dumped me, for Emma of all people. I lost the only guy I had ever truly loved to my worst enemy, leaving me with nothing left to live for. It took all I had not to start cutting or kill myself.
I had no where left to go, so I decided I'd leave Toronto, leave Canada. I took the money my mom had left me and moved to California.
And now three years later, at the age of twenty-one, I am becoming a singer. I'm working on my debut album and I need one more song to make the normal length album, but I couldn't get any thoughts down on paper into a song form. Maybe going back to Toronto, for Sean and Ellie's wedding, will help. I'm the Maid of Honor, and yes I'm going to wear a dress. I know Jay will be the Best Man, which means Emma, and their kid will be there, but I don't care, Ellie wants me there, so I'll be there.
Three Days Later
I went to my hotel room after the rehearsal dinner, ideas buzzing through my brain. I went over to my suitcase, took out my notebook and a pen, flip to the nearest blank page and write:
Now, don't just walk away
Pretending everything's ok
And you don't care about me
And I know there's just no use
When all your lies become your truths and I don't care... yeah, yeah, yeah
Could you look me in the eye
And tell me that you're happy now
Would you tell it to my face or have I been erased,
Are you happy now?
Are you happy now?
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Disclaimer: I do not own Degrassi, nor do I own Are you Happy Now? Michelle Branch does
