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I remember, like it was my last breath, the color of your eyes. They are the lightest blue but your pupil wears a crown of the most breathtaking gold. They hold so many years of strength and pain, I still trust them with my life sadly. They can tear someone apart with a mere glance.
I remember, the cologne you wore, the very first time I smelled it. I believe we were at Jades, many years ago, having a 'no pants party'? It still, to this day, makes my heart race. Now though, instead of with love, it is with pain, terror that you might haunt me. When I smell it in the hallway, I tense with memories of it on your neck and when you left me for good.
I remember, the taste of your skin. Anywhere and everywhere. No matter what you were doing, you were always sweet, your skin so soft...
I remember staying up early into the morning talking, how much you risked to come see me, how ungrateful I was to you.
I remember, my mother catching us on my bed and forbidding us from sleeping under the same blanket and how, after a while, she gave up.
I remember, chasing the yellow butterfly at the park and how you took me in my backyard just to shut me up. How you told me to be quiet or we'd get in trouble and I just giggled and clung to you. You were always so warm.
I remember having to be quiet in the bed next to Parker and that stupid song that was on repeat the night we couldn't sleep at his house. I still hate that song.
I remember you being my rock that night at Jade's, the one we called 'turtle'. How Gretchen kicked us out, saying she didn't want fags in her house.
I remember getting followed by a cop after leaving the park.
I remember singing to you even though I sucked, holding hands in the back of my mothers car, say we could "Jack off in math class!" when we got our schedules and how Mr. Crooksten didn't care in the slightest when you asked him if I could sit by you.
I remember going to see you mom at work and holding you while you talked about her and your cousin. How we fought a thousand times over it.
I remember when I almost went to Glean Oaks and how I couldn't answer your worried calls, if they really were.
I remember praying for 9pm to come closer and closer so we could talk to eachother and falling asleep on you even though I tried not to.
I remember the night I first got drunk and we had a pole dancing contest in your kitchen. Vicky had the best moves obviously (she's 4 now right? 5? I miss her..) Then we went to Taco Bell and 3am and I was hiding horribly in the floorboards, laughing. Then I went home hungover and sick as hell, but I wish I had more moments like that with you.
I remember singing 'When I Was Your Man' together, watching random movies with Shannon, walking around town with her when she got mad at your dad when he was fixing the timebelt on the van. I remember thinking we were gonna get hurt and we ran from the random dude. I was terrified.
I remember the huge world we created. Rose and Sierra..going to the movies with your brothers and getting a free movie ticket because our movie fucked up. Maybe I shouldn't have taken you to soo many kids movies.
I remember the ugly ass jacket my mom bought you for Christmas but you wore it anyway because it was warm. I remember giving you those orange chucks that you wore until the broke. I remember the tiger and gir you gave me, I can't say where they are now though..remember our matching belts? Mine is still in my closet somewhere.
I still have some of your shirts even if I can't wear them...

For some reason I can't stop thinking about you and I know you couldn't give two shits about me so I act the same when really I just want a hug again, something to hold onto so I don't listen to my veins..theres so much pressure inside me chy..I tried getting over you and it worked so I don't know why just this has made me cry 7 times, how every time I listen to a song I sang to you i break down and my heart shatters. I can't even walk past you without having a panic attack but god I miss you. You were the only person to really love me and..I regret every wrong I did to you..I realize now that first loves never go I must not have been yours...

If what Avery and Hailey say is true, than congrats..I pray you have a wonderful life and may Selene bless you and whoever you have now...if you read this, tell everyone I miss them and have a wonderful summer...

I love you, Cheyenne


P.S. You're the only person I know who can actually make me melt with a kiss, everyone else sucked horribly
What is wrong with me?
I can't for the life of me get rid of you can I?

Please forgive me, I just needed to get this out before
It's moments like this when I remember how easy it was to repeatedly fall in love with you. How I hated and loved you as much as you hated me. How I could call on you, no matter if we were friends or an item, and you'd keep me from doing things I wish I never did to you. I wish I was strong enough to tell you I forgive you, that I'm sorry for the years you wasted on me, that I want to be friends again. But then I see you and I panic. I can't breathe and I run off and hide again. I push them all away because of how I treated you and yet you still haunt my dreams when I no longer cross your thoughts, your memories. I just want one last day with you and it will never happen.

I really disliked leaving my bed in the morning. The cherry wood was cold on my feet and it was Tempur-Pedic! Why did I even have to go to public school anymore. “Master Adrian, are you awake yet? The car is waiting for you.”
Sighing I got up and froze like I did every morning before getting dressed. Clothes, check. Hair, check. Shoes, double check. Back pack, check. I left my room dressed and not ready for the day. The maid stayed outside the door and waited for me to leave to straighten up my room. I'd made it hell for her last night. There was paper EVERYWHERE. I hate pre cal and intended to tell Mr. Giles 'my dog destroyed it'. I've never had a dog.
I stole coffee from my mom on the way out the door along with a bagel. She'd only notice if a maid didn't put another one right in front of her. Then she'll think she just drank it and I won't have to go to family therapy for stealing caffeine. That woman was crazy but me and pop loved her anyway.
The drive to school was uneventful but I got there early enough to sneak into the library till the rest of the idiots I hung out with got here. If they decided to show up for first period. The library was empty except for the librarian and her aide. Mrs. Summers was awesome. She let me skip class just to chill out with her. I think she has a thing for me.
Sitting in the very back corner I listened to music and tried to finish my stupid English essay. Crazy woman only gave us a day and last night was not a good night. There was supposed to be this new kid at DJ's Lazer Tag but I couldn't find anyone I hadn't already seen at school. Except for this one kid there has a nice ass. I think I had a class with them actually.
When more kids came in to get books I decided to leave and try to find my 'friends'. Most of them were your typical beach blonde bobble headed slut like Gabby (could not keep her off me at Hank's party last weekend. Skank.) or your typical juiced up GAP boys who couldn't think of anything but sex or weed. The only reason I hung out with them is because, like me, they were rich. It was a social thing.
Football was starting a fight with the basketball team. Idiots. Neither sport was better. Baseball is the all American sport. Our baseball team was undefeated, unlike the football and basketball team combined. And not just because I used to play either.
When the first bell rang I thought about making it to class. It was when Gabby tried to talk to me with her nasty rum breath that I nearly ran to get there before the bell. Sadly, I didn't quite make it. Mr. Giles gave me a detention that I threw away the instant he looked away and slept in the first row.
I slept through History and Chem, Mr. Riti threw a marker at me head, but lunch was weird. The guys could not stop talking about this kid they were gonna beat the snot out of. Apparently he either looked at them funny or at their crotches?  Gay or not I don't know any guy that would look twice at any of them. They were bears.
I got hit with a carrot for not wanting to punch this guy. “What if he was checking you out?” Hank was flinging food everywhere every time he talked. Gross.
“I'd be flattered. I mean, who wouldn't check out this hot bod? Even straight guys take a second glance.” I smirked at his baffled face. I really didn't care who looked at me, any one was bangable if they had a cute face.
“You're one weird mofo Adrian.” He finally shut his mouth to eat. I swear his grandmother would have a heart attack if she saw her only grandson act this way. He was supposed to take over her company if football didn't work out. Granny Holcomb was screwed.
I followed the idiots to Gym, thankfully the last period of the day, and dressed out. It was only when I heard something bang against a locker that I decided to make my way to the far end of the locker room. Hank was kicking something on the ground. What was that, a bag of sticks? Then I heard a gut wrenching crack.
“Stop!” I pulled Hank away from the poor kid and got nasty glares from the team. The kid curled up, hiding his face. Damn, who was he?
“The hell Thompson? You sticking up for fags now?” I glared at him, shaking my head. Damn homophobe.
“If coach catches you in another fight you wont be able to play playoffs. The teams gonna need you if we wanna beat Jasper.” Hank narrowed his eyes at me and leaned closer, grumbing.
“If you want your secret to stay a secret, mind your own business.” With that he stormed off this the rest of his team. This left me and this kid alone. Damn it I know him from somewhere. What the hell's his name?!  “Are you okay?”
“Fine.” It took him a moment to get up, having to use the bench as a brace. Holy hell was this kid covered in cuts and bruises. They covered his arms and ribs, ranging from yellow to dark purple. It took everything I had to hold in the gasp when I saw his neck. There were bruises in the shape of fingers around it. He pulled his shirt on, nearly running out of the locker room.
“I'm not an idiot! I know somethings not okay.” He just ignored me. Jake, Josh, Jim, no it was longer than that. Jackson, Jayson, Jordan! His name was Jordan Clark! I knew I knew him. We'd been in classes together for years. Him and that chick he hangs out with, Kenzie. I wondered if she knew why he has so many bruises as I made my way to the track outside. I knew Coach was going to run us today and if I wanted to beat Jordan to his besty, I needed to finish first.

Shattered Love 2
Yes chapter 2!!! I'm actually working on 8 buuuuut I get sidetracked :)

So we finally get a new perspective! Yes Adrian is actually a nice guy, lazy but nice :)


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