NEW FIC! YEY!

Okay, this is not a sequel to Reckoning. I would write them but I have no ideas. So if you have one please e-mail me!

Anyway, this is set after 'Date with the Night'.

Just to let you know I haven't seen it yet (I've only just watched Hallelujah, Problem Child is on tonight!) so I'm going by what other people have told me.

Please review.

Alexz


If anyone passed me right now they'd think 'Oh look, a normal girl living a normal life'.

God, how wrong that statement would be.

I mean, my life hasn't been normal for a good year now, maybe even two.

And things have just got a whole lot worse.

He left last night.

He left me.

And things will never be the same again.

He left without saying goodbye.

Why?

Why did he leave?

I have so many questions to ask him.

I want to know why he left me, why he broke my heart and if he's ever coming back.

The pain I feel right now hurts so much.

I try to act strong, but on the inside I'm breaking up. And people can see that.

They can tell.

My sister, my friends, my Mom, my Dad...

...even my dog can tell that inside I'm just not me.

It's like Lyra from the book 'Northern Lights'. Her dæmon is part of her. In other words, I'm Lyra and he is my dæmon.

I haven't been focused lately.

I can't focus on my work, I can't focus on anything but him.

I can't eat or sleep, knowing that he is out there somewhere, somewhere far away from me.

What's wrong with me?

I asked him this once, on my sweet sixteenth. However it wasn't sweet. It was a disaster.

I asked him to tell me what I did wrong, so that I could fix it.

He just told me I was asking the wrong guy.

Then he kissed me.

It was the best kiss of my life.

But he told me to forget it.

Since then I've been scared.

Scared that he will 'love' me, then push me away.

Now he is all I want, more than anything.

I want him back with me.

I want him back to make music with me, he makes my songs good – without him they are nothing.

I want him back to be with him.

I want him back to be with him.

I just want him here.

I would give anything to have him back; back in my life; back with me.

Without him I feel so alone, so empty.

It feels like when he left, he took my happiness with him.

I haven't smiled or laughed for twenty-four hours. And I don't think I will until he returns.

I just want everything back to the way it was.

He would be sat in the studio, a coffee next to him, occupied with his work. God how I wish he was there now.

But he isn't.

I hate him for leaving, but I love him.

I left him hundreds of messages on his cell telling him this.

But I got no reply.

What if he never comes back?

What if he forgets me?

I don't care about what happens to me anymore.

I don't care if I lose my contract.

I don't care if I never sing again.

I just want him back.

It's not the same without him.

Everyone is depressed. I'm depressed.

I keep expecting him to show up in the doorway.

I keep expecting this to be a horrible nightmare.

If only it was.

If only he knew the pain I'm feeling now.

Now that he's gone.