Still not mine, just enjoying the writing, no profit yadda yadda yadda.

Thanks to everyone for your great reviews and here's chapter 2!

"My Happy Ending"

So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something You said?
Don't leave me hanging
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do

You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...

My Happy Ending by Avril Lavigne
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It was absolutely the most incredible night of her life. They'd spent the next day doing little other than beam at each other. They couldn't spend that night together as Bruno had to work, but the two nights they had with each other before Kerry left were incredible. Candlelight, music and fine wine, it was the Parisian dream. But all good things have to end. Kerry kept as much of a brave face as she could as they drove to the airport. They pulled up, got out of the car and Kerry checked in her bags. All this, in complete silence.

When they got to metal detector Kerry broke. Her resolve, her heart, everything. All she could do was cry uncontrollably into Bruno's shoulder.

"Hey, hey, it's gonna be alright. I'm coming to Michigan in a few months on my way to Ontario and I have your number, everything is gonna be fine. I promise. I'll call you"

"I love you" were the last words Kerry said to her Bruno before she kissed him and went airside. She cried for the whole eight hour flight home.

Kerry stepped off the plane, a little rested and put her game face back on. She wasn't going to let her mom or Bridget or even that little twerp Rory see her upset about coming home.

"Kerry! Kerry" was Cate's call as saw her daughter turn the corner with her cart into the arrivals area. There were hugs and welcomes and more hugs and gossip all the way home covering every subject, except him. She wasn't ready to talk about him yet. Perhaps she's tell her family about the great guy she'd met after he called. She was sure he'd call the next day, he was a considerate guy, and he'd know how jet lagged she'd be.

It was a week before she started to worry about the fact he hadn't called. Had she written the number wrong? Couldn't he find the country code for the US? But why weren't there even any emails.?

Kerry decided to go downstairs and ask her mom if he'd called for the 100th time. She was getting ready to head out to work.

"Mom, has anyone called for me?"

"No sweetie, you expecting a call?"

"Yeah, this guy I met in Paris, he said he'd call"

"I'll let you know if he does. I'm sorry but I'm running late, I gotta go."

"It's okay. Have a good day."

Why hasn't he called?! Her mind kept playing that question over and over and over. Maybe Bridget could help. I mean if there was one thing she did understand it was boys.

"Kerry you know you can tell me anything right?"

"I slept with him!"

"Shut up…………. OH MY GOD!"

"I know!"

Well at least someone in her family knew now. Ever since that night she'd been able to think of little else. Not that Bridget's reaction was helpful, but she did help eventually. Bruno never called. Now she thought about it, he never even actually said the words. He never said he loved her. After a few months Kerry had moved on and was back with Kyle. Only problem was, true to his word, Bruno came a knocking 5 and a half months later, and this time, it was Kerry that would break his heart.