Hey guys. I had to make myself write this chapter, basically. Six reviews. Just six. That's the lowest number I've had, ever.

But the six that DID review, THANK YOU! You made my day. So shout outs to all of you, and extra special Shout-outs to Chaka, Haunted Whisper, and StarInHeaven. Long reviews make my day even more special. :D

And a lot of you thought she killed herself, in the last chapter… I left it up to your interpretation ;)

I know it shouldn't be about the reviews, but they really, really do help inspire me. Just a thought.

Disclaimer: don't sue, I own nothing.

Next theme: Leaving.

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Troy was shocked. Shocked and numb. It couldn't be over. He wouldn't allow it to be over. But he knew he had no control of it.

The day turned to night, and the air turned cold. He walked aimlessly around the city for hours. He felt as though his body were locked up—frozen forever. He had no control of his motions. His hands were shaking, and his shoulders shuddered. He was shivering all over, and it wasn't even very cold.

He wouldn't let it be over. It couldn't be over.

He hadn't cried. He couldn't cry. He wouldn't cry. Crying was a sign of weakness now. He had already shown so much weakness throughout the whole ordeal, and he knew that to show anymore would be the death of him.

Where had he gone wrong? Where had he failed her? When? Why?

He lost the last bit of control he still had over his legs, and collapsed to the ground.

She was leaving. She didn't want him anymore.

What had gone wrong? Had he grown distant? His eyes felt cold and empty. Hers were hurt and unsure. Yet she had been the one to end it.

Why?

Had he grown that far from her, that she couldn't see how much he needed her? How much he wanted her?

She was leaving. Going away, to New York or Miami, she wasn't sure. She had to get away. She had to leave New Mexico. She had to leave him.

She said she had to rediscover herself. Rediscover how to be happy. Troy knew that really meant she had to discover why she was unhappy with him. He stopped making her happy, somehow.

Troy knew he had been distant, and far away. Cold. His job made him travel, and he wasn't around a lot. He didn't have, nor make, time to call her. He no longer sent her sweet things for no reason. He no longer kissed her just because.

He had promised her that he'd be there for her. Forever.

He ended up failing her. Forever.

And now she was leaving. Forever.

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I don't know why I wrote it like this. It just came to me. Sorry if it sucked :-\ Short, I know, but I thought everything that had to be said was said.

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Next one up: Reunion.

Love,

Monica