A/N: Hey guys! Hope no one hates me for that last chapter o.o
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Okay, so I guess this is a continuation to the last chapter. Here's a little of the end of chapter 14 to jog your memory.
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"That has to be it then, doesn't it?... You're not over her!"
Drew was growing frustrated. She refused to listen to him. But that's when he saw the tears streaming down her face.
The thick tears streaming from her eyes; they broke his heart instantly.
"Hun, c'mon. Please just listen to me. You don't understand"
"No, Drew, I think I do…"
And with that, she was out the door.
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Drew watched longingly as his girlfriend walked out the door.
Was she even his girlfriend anymore?
He had no idea.
He hoped so...
As he felt tears begin to sting his eyes, he decided he couldn't just let her get away. He needed her.
Sure, he was kind of agitated that she wouldn't listen to what he had to say. But, he wasn't just going to let some big misunderstanding tear them apart.
Drew started toward the door. He took notice of his brother and ex dancing as he past them. At this point, he both resented and envied them.
Drew exited the house, only to find nothing. An empty front yard and no sight of Clare. Was she really that upset, that she'd walk home in the cold? In a dress…?
Drew sighed heavily and just stood there on the welcome mat, staring into space. He was numb. Numb to the cold, and numb to what had just happened.
He was still trying to process it. It all had just happened so fast... The accusations, the tears, her leaving.
Why?, he wondered aloud. Why me?...
"Why what?" a soft feminine voice came from behind him.
Could it be-?
Nope. Not Clare.
Just Katie.
His short-term ex-girlfriend, Katie. They had gone out for a short time after he had ended things with Bianca.
But he soon realized she was just as much trouble. No, she didn't have any gang affiliations. No ex-boyfriends who sold drugs or owned guns.
But she somehow made everything just as dramatic, though.
Long story short... She was a drama queen.
He fell for her though. He fell hard.
She was beautiful, sweet and caring. But she brought more drama into a relationship than he could handle at the time.
His heart was completely smashed when they broke up, but he knew it was for the best.
"Nothing", he replied lowering his head.
"You sure?..." Katie took a step closer to him and studied his face. "It doesn't seem like nothing"
He sighed. "Well, it is something. Just nothing of your interest, I don't think"
"Why do you say that?"
"Girlfriend troubles", he stated in a 'nuff said' kind of way.
"Oh...Clare?"
"Yeah...it's just-" He paused and gave her a strange look. "Wait, how did you know I'm with Clare?"
"Oh, c'mon. Who doesn't know that you two are together?", she chuckled in a kind of hurried manner.
"Yeah... I don't know it's just... She and my ex- Bianca- are like best friends now. And I'm fine with that, really. They both needed a friend, I guess. But...now I'm not so sure I want Bianca in our little circle..."
"And why is that?", Katie asked.
He sighed. "I don't know, it's just...I have my reasons but it's complicated. And Clare just jumped to the conclusion that I still have feelings for Bianca"
"Why does she think that?"
"Because I'm not so fond of the idea of my brother dating Bianca", Drew replied.
"And why is that?", she pushed.
"Like I said, I have my reasons..."
A few silent moments passed until Drew spoke up once again.
"She just wouldn't listen to me..."
"Well that seems kind of...selfish of her. Don't you think?", Katie suggested.
"No, Clare isn't selfish. That's actually what I love about her. She's just kind of...quick to judge", he frowned.
"Well that isn't any better, is it?", Katie said discouragingly.
Drew sighed. He no longer wished to talk about this. He knew that everyone had their faults and this was one of Clare's.
But it wasn't because she was stuck up and could care less about what he had to say...
Or was she...?
No. he shook the thought away.
Clare was just insecure. She had been hurt so many times before that she now felt as if anyone would try to cause her pain. Even if she knew they loved her.
But was this any excuse...?, he thought.
Of course it was.
He sighed. Maybe he shouldn't have been talking to Katie about this. He was now beginning to remember why he had broken up with this girl.
She really knew how to screw with people's minds.
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Clare walked into her warm home; her face feeling as if it were being defrosted.
But she could care less about the cold, despite her body being shaky and stiff.
Clare's eyes stung with the thick, hot tears she refused to release; Her eyes red from holding them back.
She quickly ran up to her room, not wanting anyone seeing her in this pain.
Especially Jake. He'd only mock her.
She slammed the door to her room shut behind her. She breathed deeply and heavily, feeling as, if she could jump out of her own skin.
She couldn't cry. She refused to. No guy would bring her to the edge like this. Or at least that's what she had promised herself.
Because Drew was becoming an exception to that promise.
When it came to Drew, he caused her to reach her breaking point. She cared about him too much.
She cared so much, that even after making the realization of him being a jerk, she still could not control her emotions.
Clare paced around her room, willing herself to think about something other than Drew.
She looked at the wall, the ceiling, the carpet...
The design on her bed sheets.
Her hair brush. Dirty clothes in a corner on the floor. An old radio, TV, a picture of her and Drew...
Clare stop in her pacing as she laid eyes on the picture.
Her breathing became heavier and heavier, faster and fast.
Until she felt hot tears begin streaming down her face. She looked down, ashamed.
Ashamed of letting this get to her. Of breaking because of a guy.
But he wasn't just a guy. He was Drew.
She put her hands to her mouth as a whimper escape her lips. She began sobbing hard.
She plopped down on her bed and cried into her pillow.
This couldn't be happening.
Not to her. Not with Drew. It just couldn't.
What they had was perfect.
So much for perfection, she thought.
It was all dawning down on her too fast.
She should have known he wasn't over Bianca. How could she be so stupid?
Clare stopped her sobbing, silent tears still streaming down her face. She looked at the picture of her and Drew once again that sat of her bedside table.
She felt anger surging through her veins.
He tricked me!, she thought. He lied to me! He never cared about me.
Every touch, every kiss. It was a lie! All a lie! How dare he?
That bastard she yelled, looking at the picture.
Before Clare could process what she was doing, she rose from her bed defiantly, grabbed the framed picture and threw it across the room.
It hit the wall and she heard the glass shattering along with the wooden frame bang against the wall.
She breathed heavily.
In another mindless act, through her tears, she threw a punch at the wall.
Definitely not her brightest idea.
Seeing as it had hurt her more than the wall, she began weeping more, ho9lding her hand in pain. She leaned her back against the wall and slowly slid down until her knees reached the floor.
What was wrong with her? How was she letting a guy do this to her?
You're worthless, Clare's inside voice said to herself. You mean nothing to him or anybody else.
A/N: Okay, I know it was short, and probably should have just been included in the last chapter but… I didn't think of it, then :P
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