Authors Note: Guys, I have decided that The Next Chapter, will be the end. Im sorry for not letting you know sooner, but it has to be done, if I drag the story on, it won't work. This Chapter is somewhat short & somewhat boring, but there is a shocker in here for you, you have to read real good to find it. Also, Im working on a New Story, Just posted the first Chapter Today in the Morning, its called You Deserve Someone Like Me. So if you like my stories, I hope you'll read that one. Next Chapter will have a soundtrack, you must listen to it in order to pull the feelings out of your ribs, so be ready for that. I hope you REVIEW & ENJOY(:

*Chapter 23 hopefully by tomorrow, no promises.

Chapter 22: Find A Thread To Pull & We Can Watch It Unravel

Emy POV:

I hang up my phone and look at my hotel room, Sara was cheating on me, she was cheating on me with some tattoo artist. I let my phone fall to my lap, my tears streaming down my face. When Sara and I met, I noticed that shes was damaged, when she would lay in my bed and bring her hands up to my collar bones, she would trace a different structure into them, never mines. When I locked hands with her, she would always study them, like they were someone elses, I knew Sara had to have suffered a heartbreak, but she wouldn't tell me. I tried my hardest to get through to her for the first 2 years of our relationship, I tried asking her why I would wake up and see her crying, looking at me, like I was someone else, but she always blocked me out, she told me her past was her past, and that she had to try to move on. I accepted that, I had a past of my own. I know I leave Sara alone, I know that shes cries for me, to hold her, be with her, but Photography was my first love, it was one thing that had never let me down. Something Sara won't understand is that I love her, I love her with ever blood cell in my body, Im crazy about her, so crazy about her that I wanted to ask her to marry me, to be my wife, to walk down an aisle with me and say I do. I wanted to break Sara down, I wanted to lay in bed with her and read to her all day, I wanted to kiss her body, I wanted to kiss her soul every morning, but thats all gone. She was with Tegan at her shop, she was cumming all over her, and Tegan was showing her no mercy.

I wipe the tears from my face and look around, I had to get out of glasgow, I had to go home. I stand up from my bed and see the red wine stain I made a couple of minutes ago, I walk to my suitcase and grab some clothes. I quickly change and pack up my things. After straightening up the room as best as I could, I grabed all my things and walked out the door. I walk down the hall and see a couple walking to their door. They looked happy, they looked like they were inceperable, they looked like they were in love. He opens the door and she stands in the hall way, he walks in and pulls her in with him, the sound of their laughs and giggles ringing through the halls. I press the elevator button and wait, tear stains all over my cheeks. The doors open and I ride all the way down to the lobby and check out.

Right now Im in my car, driving back home. She just met Tegan a couple of days ago, how can she do that to me, to us? Was it because I always left her? Because I left her alone 4 days out of the week, sometimes leaving her for weeks? That drove her to cheat on me, I did this. I feel the first of many tears to fall, on my lap. I keep my eyes on the road and shake the thoughts away. What was I going to do? We have an apartment together, I have her engagement ring in my studio at home, I was going to purpose to her, I was going to ask her to be my wife, what now? She was in the arms of another woman, a woman she barley knew, could I forgive her and let her come home? After hours and hours of driving, I finally get back to London, I drove myelf crazy, thinking about them in bed together, Saras eyes rolling into the back of her head, her legs closing on Tegans face, it made me crazy.I get to my apartment building and look up to my floor, already knowing my floor and window, the lights were off and the curtains were closed. She wasn't here, I turn my car back on and drive to the people who I new would help me, Charlie and Paulie. I get back on the highway and make my way into town. I drive through the ghost town, its 4:30 in the morning, I was the only car in sight that was moving. I get to Charlies building and park on the street. I rest my head on the stearing wheel and close my eyes, my life was over, my life was finished. I grab my wallet and phone from my purse, when I see a picture of Sara. I remember this day, It was our 1 year aniversary, Sara and I woke up, made love and stayed in bed all day, I brang my camera out and took pictures of her sleeping, of her laying next to me, of her arms around me. What happened to us, I was always gone, and she was always alone. I pick up the picture and study it more, Saras face, she was asleep but still had a sad look on her face, I never noticed it until now.I get out of my car and cross the street, the picture still in my hands, I get to the building and the door man opens the door for me, I thank him with a weak smile and he nods. I make my way across the lobby and to the elevators,I press the button impatiently, keeping my hand on it and jolting it. When the doors open I step in and press the 26th floor. I look at the picture in my hands again, trying to figure out when exactly I went wrong, when exactly did I drive her to cheat, was this even the first time? The long ride finally ended, opening the doors to Charlies floor. I slowly make my way down the hall, looking at the ground. On memory, I walk to the 6th door and knock on it, After 1 minute of silence, I pound on the door, My tears on the verge. When I hear the sound of the locks turning and the chain being removed, the door opens and I see Paulie. She rubs her eyes and looks at me.

"Emy?"

I let the tears fall freely, she wraps her arms around me, and pulls me into the room, I let her drag me to the couch as she screams out for Charlie. She lays me down and sits on the edge, pushing back all the hair from face.

"Charlie get in here!"

She leans down and kisses my forhead. I close my eyes and cling to her, I wish she was Sara, I wish I could smell her Mango shampoo, the comforting smell. I hear the small footsteps on the hard wood floor, I look up from Paulie shoulder and see Charlie in a pair of boxers and a wife beater. She rubs the sleep from her eyes and yawns, still not seeing me yet.

"Paulie, Im sleepy what is it babe?"

She finally opens her eyes and looks at me, her eyes grow wide and she walks over to me. She sits on the edge with Paulie and reaches for my moves down to the floor and Charlie shakes her head.

"Come here."

I sit up and cling my body to hers, she places her hands on my back and rubs soothing circles into my skin. I bury my head into her shoulder and cry, grabining fistfulls of her thin material.

"Okay . . . Shhh."

She sooths me, I shake my head and mumble into her skin.

"Shes cheating on me Charlie, with some girl she just met!"

I choke on a sob and feel Charlie start to slowly pull away.

"Tegan?"

She asks in a low voice, I look at her face and wonder how she new. I look at Paulie and she puts her head down.

"How did you know her name Charlie?"

I ask her, she sighs and brings her hand to her face, rubing her eyes.

"They didn't just meet Em."

Charlie POV:

"They didn't just meet Em."

Everyone knew the truth, except for Emy. She was the only one who didn't know about Saras past, about Tegan and Saras past.

"Yea they did . . . just the other day?"

I look at Paulie and she shakes her head to Emy.

"They've known eachother since they were 16 Emy."

Paulie says low, looking at Emys face. She looks confused, she looks so confused.

"What do you mean?"

"Emy . . . I have to tell you something."

I look at Paulie and she shakes her head, it was time Emy new.

"Tell me what? Whats going on?"

I squeeze her hand and look at her in the eyes, so much water, so much tears, so much pain.

"Tegan and Sara . . . have a past Emy. They dated in highschool."

Emy looks a little shocked.

"For how long?"

I sigh and think of it, it was a month, a month of pure love, and lust.

"A month."

Paulie answers for me, Emy shrugs and looks at me.

"So it was for a month, why should I have to be worried?"

She had no clue, she really didn't. She didn't know that Sara cried to Emy over Tegan, she didn't know that she wanted Emy to be Tegan, I know because Sara told me.

"In that month Em, they fell in love."

Paulie whispers, I nod and Emy looks at Paulie.

"Okay they were 16, so what?"

I shake my head now frustrated.

"They never stopped loving eachother Emy, they still do. Especially Sara."

Emy pulls her hand away from mines and shakes her head.

"No, Sara just made a mistake, she loves me."

It hurt me, I knew Sara loved Emy, but When it came down to it all, I knew who Sara would chose in a heartbeat, she deserved to know the truth.

"Not like Tegan . . ."

Paulie gasps and I look at her, I shrug and she realizes it too, Emy had to know. Emy still looks confused, shes trying to fight what I just said, but I know its killing her right now.

"Emy, do you remember when you had doubts about Sara, you said she would look at you like you were someone else, she would touch you and trace someone elses bone structure on your body like you were someone else?"

Emy sniffles and a fresh batch of tears come rolling down her face as she looks at Paulie, waiting for her to continue.

"It was Tegan she was thinking of . . . Thats who she was looking at, when she looked at you, when she touched you."

Emy sobs and Paulie puts her head down and I feel Emys hand back in mines.

"Tell me its not true Charlie, tell me she loves me more than Tegan."

What was I suppossed to say, yes or no? If I said yes, I would give Emy hope, hope that would be crushed when she saw the way Sara looked at Tegan, If I say no, then I was just hurting Emy.

I stay quiet, hoping my silence answers the question, it does, because I squeeze my hand and Emy breaks down. I watch her as piece by piece she falls.

In the past 8 years, I've been lying to everyone too. I watched over Sara like a hawk, I made sure shes was always taken care of, I would check on her day and night, call her all day, I started to love her too. I don't know exactly how it happened, especially with Paulie around, but it did, and I've been keeping it a seceret from everyone. Last night it hurt me to see Sara in bed with Tegan, not only because I loved her, but because I knew that I could never compare to Tegan. I knew I could never be with Sara, I wasn't obsessed with her, I was just one of those bestfriends who loves their best friend to much, I could never act on my feelings. Paulie will always be here though, I love Paulie, I loved her then, and I love her now. My little love for Sara couldn't compare to my love for Paulies, Paulie was my first Love, She was my Tegan to Sara. I know that sounds fucked up, I love Sara and Paulie, But again Paulie is the number one. Paulie and I have been through so much together, we've been strong through it all, and Im glad that I can Marry her, and have her on my side for the rest of my life. Now I just needed to take care of Sara, I needed to make sure she was okay, thats why I flipped when I saw her with Tegan, she ran back to the problem. After Tegan left, I thought she would have stayed with Sara, and when I say stayed I mean keep in touch with her, and if she were to let her go slowly, then Sara would be okay, but she just stopped one day. Sara came to me and said that Tegan hadn't texted her for 2 days, and she was worried. She never heard from Tegan after that, thats what I mean when I say she left Sara. I could have moved to China and still would have found a way to talk to Paulie, even if it ment I would have to run on a hamster wheel to get the phone line running, I would.

"So where does this leave me?"

I hear the pain in her voice, the hurt.

"You don't want to hear that answer Emy."

Paulie whispers, it was a blow to Emys chest. She choked on sobs and boke down more.

"Where does this leave me!?"

She asks again, this time with anger, she needed to hear it.

"She won't leave Tegan Emy . . . she's going to chose her, she always will."

I feel like an asshole, I feel like a shit bag friend. She nods and pulls her hands away from mines and Paulies. She stands up and looks down at us. I feel my heart slowly break as she puts one foot in front of the other, walking out of my house and out into the world. Paulie looks at me and I start to cry, I could have said it nicer, I could have comforted her, but I chose to tell her honestly. Paulie wraps her arms around my chest, and snuggles her face into my neck.

"Its not your fault baby . . . She needed to know."

I slowly nod and she pulls away.

"Lets go back to bed."

I nod again and she stands up, she grabs my hand and leads me back down the hall to our bedroom. I walk into the room and she lays down first on her back. I stand at the edge, and she grabs my hand, slowly pulling me down on top of her. I climb between her legs and rest my head on her chest. I felt horrible.

"Let them deal with this on their own now, we've done our part Charlie, for 10 years."

She puts her hands on my hair and slowly massages my scalp, making my eyes shut.

"We have to worry about ourselves now."

She was right, We were in a relationship with Sara and Emy, always helping them, always making love to eachother and getting interrupted by phone calls, it was our time to be together now, No Sara, No Emy. Let them deal with there problems.

Tegan POV:

I open my eyes and look at the ceiling, memories of last night filling my mind. I turn to my side and see her, still asleep, her body snuggled into mines, facing me. I smile and bring my index finger to her nose, lightly tracing it up and down. She wiggles her nose and I smile. I stop and she wiggles it some more, then resumes to sleep. I trace her nose up and down again, and she wiggles it more, this time fluttering her eyes open. She keeps wiggling her nose and I smile, watching her, she lifts her head and looks at me, a smile slowly forming on her lips. I lean down and brush my nose against hers, the feeling of lust taking over my body. I feel her cheeks rub against mines and I feel her cheeks start to rise. She smiles and keeps her mouth to my cheek.

"Good Morning."

I smile against her cheek and rub it again.

"Morning."

I feel her hands on my back and she pulls me into her, I wiggle my way to her, and feel our bodies crash together. She leans down and kisses my neck softly, I lean into her presence and she starts to suck on my neck. I smile and she giggles under my skin. When she pulls away, I feel the spot throb, like she sucked my heart to my skin, and now it was pulsing. She puts her finger on it and looks at me.

"Mark me more."

I look down to her and see the two purple spots on her neck, she puts her hands in my hair and I lean down to her breasts. I take her nipple into my mouth and suck on it hard. She arches into me and pulls my hair.

"More."

I detach my lips and see her nipple, already a dark shade of purple, I move up and take the skin above it, sucking on it hard, lightly biting it.

"Harder."

I sink my teeth in harder and she cries out in pain, I sooth it with my tongue and she calms. I look at the damage, my teeth marks and two huge purple hickeys. I move to the other breasts and take the bottom flesh in my mouth, sucking and sucking.

"Tegan . . ."

I take as much of her breast into my mouth and suck on it, she throws her head back, and I tug on her flesh. I let go of her breast and look at them examining my marks, her breasts covered in purple spots. She looks down at me, and grabs my face, pulling my body up and over hers. She attaches her lips to mines, and I moan.

"Sar."

I straddle her waist and she leans up, lifting up my shirt to my neck and taking my breasts into her mouth, I throw my head back as she sucks on my flesh hard, She bites down on my nipple and I groan, feeling her teeth sink. She brings her hands to my sides and digs her nails down , leaving red marks. I grab her face and tear it away from my nipple, I smash my lips into hers and she massages my tongue.

"I want to feel you."

She whispers, I bite down her lip and reach down, grabbing her hand from my side. I bring it to my underwear and slip our hands inside my boyshorts. I place her hand on my clit and she gasps, my pool forming on her hands, wetter by the second.

"Then feel me."

She starts to slowly circle me and my mouth drops open. She takes my tongue into her mouth and sucks on it, I moan and she bites down on it, making me wince. She sooths it with her tongue and kisses me. She pulls away and looks at me, I whimper, I lean back in and she shakes her head. I cry out and she brings her mouth up to my ear.

"Lay down."

I groan and she smiles, kissing my cheek. I roll onto the bed and she climbs on top of me, pulling down my boyshorts and taking off my t-shirt. She staddles my waist and I bring my hands down to her stomach and feel her skin. She grabs my hands and pins them above my head, I squirm under her as she kisses all around my neck.

"Sara please."

She takes a firm grip on my wrists with one hand, and trails the other down my body, she rubs my thigh and grasps it, pulling it up. She shifts and my leg lays on top of her thigh, the other tucked under hers. She looks down at out cores, inches away from eachother. She looks up at me and leans down, her body never touching except for our thighs.

"I want you to cum with me . . ."

She closes the spaces between our crotchs and I gasp. She smiles and looks down to our crotch's slowly rubbing eachother. She places her other hand back on my wrists and seperates them both straight up. She looks at me and I can see her eyes slowly closing, rolling into the back of her head. I grind my crotch into hers and she brings my wrists back together, using one hand, and placing the other hand on my breasts. I squirm under her and she gives me a hard thrust, I gasp and she leans down, taking my bottom lip in between hers. I feel our cum mixing together and the smell of us as one is driving me crazy. I feel my walls slowly clenching.

"Sara harder. . ."

I whimper as best as I could with my lip between her teeth. She grinds down hard and fast, her breathing getting faster with each starts to bite down on my lip harder and I wince. I wiggle out of her grasps and bring my hand up to her breast, pinching her nipple hard.

"Fuck ."

She whimpers, she lets go of my lip and I suck it into my mouth, she buries her face into my neck and I grind harder into her.

"Im gonna cum ."

She mumbles into my skin, I quickin my grinds and feel her cum starting to slowly pour. My walls start to clench and I know I can't last.

"Shit."

She bites down on my neck and my waves start to crash, I bite down on her shoulder, and we cum. She slows her thrust as she enjoys her high. My body goes limp and I let my high wash over me. Suddenly, I feel Saras fingers enter me, I gasp out loud and she kisses my cheek.

"Cum again."

She pumps in and out of me, I whimper as I feel my second orgasm already on the verge. I grind my hips into her fingers and she brings her thumb up to my swollen, aching button. I wrap my arms around her body and she tugs on my earlobe, letting me hear her breathing.

"Sara, Im gonn- ughhh."

I moan and she quickens her thrust. My body starts to shake and I get a new feeling in my stomach, all my emotions, all my nerves, everything balling up in the pit. I gasp as I claw at her back.

"Cum."

She whispers, on que, I squirt all of my juices onto the bed, my body seizing, I twitch everytime as she slowly rubs my clit to a stop. My body starts to rise on its own, and my eyes are beyond the back of my head. I collapse on the bed, and feel her kissing my neck. I turn my head to the side and she keeps kissing up my jaw.

After a while my body start to get its feeling back, I look down to Sara, her head laying on my chest, her hand cupping my breasts. I bring my hand up and place it in her hair, feeling her soft brown locks in my fingers. She had the cutsest little bowl haircut I had ever seen, it was short and when she parted it to the side, like at the dinner party, she looked adorable. She lifts her head and I see the tears in her eyes. She crawls up my body and buries her head into my neck, her sobs muffled by my skin.

"You here . . ."

She says, I feel my heart slowly melt, I felt sad because I had left her, but happy that I was back with her.

"Im here Sara. . . Im staying."

She chokes on a sob from happiness. Since the day that I left her, I had dreamed about the day I would see her again, she would have moved on with her life and I was still in love with her, but no, when we fell for eachother 16 years ago, we never go back up, we stood on the ground, waiting for one to come back and pick us up.

She slowly pulls away from me and looks at my face. I scan her eyes and she rolls off of me, laying on her side,facing me. I turn to my side and she wraps her leg around my waist, pulling me into her, her crotch on my thigh. She wraps her arms around my neck and brushes my nose with hers.

I look down to her neck, the small little familair pendent, that I didn't notice. It was the same one she gave me the day I left, it was from Winter Formal. I reach up and grab it, she looks down to my hands and smiles.

"How do you have it, if I have it?"

I ask her, she looks at me shocked.

"You have it?"

I nod my head and look over to my wall, the little nail holding up all my jewlery. She climbs over my body and stands up, walking over to the nail. She looks through all the necklaces, until she turns around and smiles, holding up the identical necklace. She walks back to me and straddles my waist. I smile and place my hands on her bare hips, she looks at the pendent and smiles.

"I thought you would have lost it by now."

I shake my head and sit up with her. She sighs and I brush her hand with my nose.

"Put it on me."

She bites her lip and smiles, unhooking the clasps and putting it around my neck. She leans into me and kisses my neck, hooking the clasps together.

She pulls away and cups my face, she leans in and kisses me, another heart stopping pulls away and gives me one peck on my nose. I rest my forhead on hers and she whispers.

"Why wouldn't I understand?."

I open my eyes and she continues.

"You said I wouldn't understand why you stopped calling and texting, tell me what happened."

I pull away slowly and lay my head back down on my pillow, flashbacks of me walking down the streets of L.A, Never knowing where I was, Too high to know who I was with, Falling onto my brothers body, foam all over my mouth, waking up in a hospital bed, it all haunted me.

"I don't want to talk about it . . . "

She looks at me and lets a tear fall from her eyes straight onto my nipple. I feel it slide down the side of my breast, leaving a burning trail of pain behind.

"I thought you could talk to me about anything?"

I close my eyes, more memories.

"Their not good things Sara . . . I don't want you to look at me differently . . ."

She leans down and shakes her head, her lips centimetes from mines, her breath on my lips.

"I could make you forget them . . . you know I can."

She brushes her lips over mines and I open my eyes. Another tear falls onto my skin, only this time on my cheek.

"I was a wreck . . ."

I whimper out.

She kisses my lips and pulls away.

"Tell me."

I had never told anyone what I had gone through in L.A, the things I did, the people I met, the thoughts I hid, it was hard. My past had turned into my story, my story about how I survived, how I lived, and I channeled them into the ink on my skin, each one a different story.

She lays her head down on my chest, and I close my eyes. Everything comming back to me.

"When I got to L.A, I saw my mom for the first time in 3 years . . . in the ground, buried 6 feet under. I never saw her face before she left, I never told her I loved her. When I came back from the cemetary with my Uncle Max, he took me to my dads house. I went to my room and . . . thought of you. You held me when I found out, but you weren't there to hold me then. . . I stayed in my room for days . . I didn't eat, I didn't sleep, and I didn't cry, I just layed in bed, staring at the ceiling. I heard your phone calls, I listened to your voicemails, I read every text from you, I just couldn't do it. I couldn't talk to you knowing I was never going to see you again, so I just stopped. Then when my dad enrolled me into school . . . I remember eating lunch by myself for 2 weeks. I saw couples everyday, I thought about you, it killed me. . . Then I met Jenn, she was your Emy. She helped me forget a lot of things for a while, she helped me try to move on. She was a really big party girl, thats how I got back on my feet, I started to party with her. She would take me along, leave me at times to go with some friends, then she would always come back high and messed up on something. I remember the day she got me hooked, the day she fucked up my life. We were at a party, she left me to go to the bathroom, after a while she didn't come back. I went crazy looking for her. . . I found her in the bathroom with her friends, when I saw her face, she had white powder all over her nose, she was putting it all over her gums and tongue. Then I realized that she was snorting . . . when she saw me, she hugged me and told me I had to try it, that it was the greatest high I could ever imagine, but then she said something that made me try it. She said it would make all my problems go away, she said it would make me forget. After I tried it, I got hooked. I did it at school with her, parties, just hanging out in my room, before sex, after sex, I had to have it. When the high started to fail after I while, I started remembering everything, I remembered you the most . . . how I almost forgot about you, I almost forgot about us."

She grabs my hand and links it with hers. She brings it up to her mouth and kisses it. I let out a deep breath and continue.

" One day, Jenn came back to my house and she pulled out a needle . . . I didn't know what was worse, watching her do it, or her doing it to me. I could feel it going through my blood Sara. I felt my new addiction, it made me feel the high I felt, when you kissed me, touched me . I never messed with cocaine after that day, Jenn and I would spend all our Money of Heroine, she new a guy that we could always get it from. My life was shit, I went high to my dads wedding, I got fucked up,that I got up on stage in front of everyone and told them how Lucy cheated on my father. My dad beat my ass that night, I had bruises all over my body, I had cuts and gashes all over my face, so I ran away. I ran to the girl who was making my life a living hell, I ran to Jenn. I wanted her to hold me, I wanted her to do what you did to me, but instead, she pulled out a tin foil and a lighter. The next day I went back home, I was so dizzy, my head was spinning, my body was so numb, I don't even know how I got there, but I did. My little brother answered the door for me."

I feel the pain in my chest and I blink my eyes, the first tear falling.

"He looked at me, like I was a monster, I had foam on my mouth and tongue . . . and all I remember was feeling dizzy and falling on top of him, crushing him."

Shes looking at me now, A tear in her eye. I was letting it all unfold, I was unraveling right before her eyes, I was melting butter on a pan.

"I woke up in the hospital, I was alone, I was cold, and my chest was killing me, I had all these IV's in me, I tried to take them off but the nurses came in and held me down, they had to sedate me. When I calmed down, my brothers came in to see me, I was happy. Until my little brother Adam told me something that made me change. He said Is your life really that bad that you have to do drugs like mom? . . . When he left I broke down, he was right, that was exactly how mom left, she overdosed in front of them too, except she was doing it right in front of them, they watched the needle go into her skin, they watched as she mixed her blood with the drug, they saw everything. Now it was happening to me. I did some stupid things Sara, I did a lot. I had relapses, I was so addicted that I would crave it every second of every day. I didn't graduate highschool because of it, they wouldn't let me go and get my diploma, so I moved in with my Aunt Barbie, her husband was a tattoo artist, he taught me everything I know today."

As everything hits me, I open my eyes. If she would look at me differently, I would die, I trusted her. She lifts her head up from my chest and cups my jaw, her eyes holding back the damn.

"Im sorry . . . I didn't . . I didn't know."

It felt good to vent, I tried to tell my father what I was going through after the whole drug problem, but he just wouldn't listen. I feared everyone else would do the same, . Her hand starts to shake andIf my own father, my flesh and blood, didn't care, why would anyone else? She leans down and I crash my lips to hers and she sobs.

"You were hurting . . . just like me?"

She mumbles. I was.

"Everyday . . ."

She puts her hands in my hair and rubs my scalp, tangling my chocolate locks.

"Im so sorry Tee. ."

She pulls away and buries her head in the crook of my neck. I shake my head and wrap my arms around her naked form, pulling her into me more.

"Your what kept me alive Sara, don't be sorry."

She lifts her head up and I smiles through her tears, her cheeks wet. I brush the bangs from her face and look at her.

"I thought about you everyday."