A/N- This will be the last chapter.
((DISCLAIMER: I do not own Paper Towns.))
CHAPTER 3: "Paper Cuts"
I wake up earlier than usual, my mind in a tailspin from last night's dream. I stare up at the ceiling replaying the scene in mind. It hurts me when I do, because it felt so real, I feel like somehow I actually hurt her. I touch my face remembering the feeling of tears on my own face as I saw them on hers and for a second I thought I felt the dried traces of tears. But I have to remind myself it was just a dream.
I sit up deciding what to make for breakfast, it's the first time I've had to make breakfast for two and I'm not sure how I want to go about it. I decide on pancakes as I start pulling on a pair of jeans and nearly fall over as I notice there is something stuck in the window. I waddle towards the window, pants halfway on, and yank it open. Wedged in the side of the opening is a folded piece of notebook paper.
I open it and it reads: this was the Last Time. ever.
~theeShadyLady~