A/N: So yes, I did manage to write something more before my birthday! Obviously, thanks for the reviews to Sabrina Kelly, Exotos135, Rebb R-001, Gigglebox15 and RandomReviewer!
Hope you all enjoy this one!
I don't own Phineas and Ferb.
It was almost midnight and Isabella was lying in bed, rapt in reading a thick notebook. In perfect silence, broken only by the quiet rustle of the flipped pages, her eyes skimmed through her accidentally found diary from ten years earlier. It certainly was amazing to read and remember that teenage girl she had once been, but... She frowned, remembering some of the more bitter entries. Only now, having the right perspective, did she realise how resigned she had been back then.
Just a day like any other. School is... okay, life is busy, Phineas is oblivious.
Numerous pages contained these and similar thoughts. They literally beamed with disheartenment. But as far as she remembered, soon there would be...
Uh-huh, she thought with sadness.
She recognised perfectly the long, carelessly written paragraph the second she saw it. It was from the day she decided to give up on Phineas.
I am SO DONE with this. Any, literally ANY sign that he cares would be enough. Right now, practically anything could convince me to hold on to him. But there is NOTHING... I don't know if it's possible to be so oblivious. I'm starting to think... it's terrible... but maybe he notices that. But doesn't know how to reject me. And the worst thing is, I would never suspect him to do such a cruel thing. I don't know anything anymore. I don't understand, no matter how much I try. It's exasperating. It's tiresome. It's making me anxious. I've never mentioned it here... but I really have thought of giving up. It surprised me, but I have. I'm flipping through the pages of this diary and I see all this bitterness, resignation and sadness. It used to be different. I used to be different. Once, it was easier, but since the beginning of high school... Ugh. It's not even worth mentioning. I don't know how to feel about it... but I think I will try to give up. I really will. Maybe it helps. Maybe it is a good choice. I don't know. I'll never find out if I don't try. I know it is going to be very hard, but I'm determined now.
I'm going to bed now to think it over again. But... (oh my goodness, it's so hard to admit) I think I've decided.
It's just sad it will end like this. It's a real shame.
Phineas, you've just lost someone who really loved you.
She remembered that. From that day on, she was doing what she could to pay less attention to Phineas and focus more on other aspects of her life, so much that she had barely any free time for anything. She also stopped writing the diary; this entry was the last one. She left all the sad memories behind and decided to start all over again. Or at least she tried to.
Isabella sighed with sympathy for her torn, teenage self. She just sat on the bed in silence, staring into space, contemplating the things she'd read. Finally, she reached out for a pen lying on her nightstand. She pondered for a moment, then started scribbling something quickly.
Ten years later
Plot twist! Where do I begin? I tried to get over Phineas. I remember it required a tremendous amount of effort, and never really made me happy. I thought it would, but it really didn't. And I kind of failed; I never got over him entirely. Looking at it from where I am now, this failure was the best thing that has ever happened to me.
So, you want to know where I am? I am lying on my bed, it's almost midnight. I hear Phineas breathing calmly next to me. He fell asleep grabbing my hand, I'm still holding it. Even now, as I'm writing, it's enough to make me smile. God, how much I love him.
Isabella nodded to herself. That's how this diary was always supposed to end. After a moment of hesitation, she smirked and added one more sentence.
AND THEY FLIPPING LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER LIKE THEY WERE ALWAYS MEANT TO. PERIOD!
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