I walked down to my car ignoring very call, text, and e-mail from everyone. I heard a voice behind me but no one was there. I shrugged and started my car. The voice came back.
"Poor baby never had her fairytale moment. Well suck it up! Stop listening to that thing you call a "heart" and start listening to yourself for once." The voice said.
"Why?" I asked.
"Because the one you really love is Jon!" The voice yelled.
"But Phil-" I said before the voice cut me off.
"PHIL DOES NOT LOVE YOU! If he really did love you then he would've not hurt Jon, talk shit about you with that Mia girl, and last but not least, tried to ruin your career!" The voice protested. I cried into my hand. I looked up and realized there was a small box. Not any box. But the box that held a razor that put scars on my body.
I took the box, took out the razor, and took a deep breath. I put it against my skin and felt the pinch of the blade going through my skin. I put the razor back in the box and watched how my cuts bleed out non-stop. I drove home, took a hot shower to release the pain.
I slipped on my Pj's and climbed into the bed. I scrolled through my contacts and landed on a name that not often we speak but a love so strong for each other... My first love Tristan.
Hey, its been a while... something is up.
What do you mean something is up?
You barely text me or call me only when something is up.
Tristan I need you here with me please.
What about Phil?
He just proposed to me and I told him he is making a big mistake.
He is not making a big mistake Angie, you’re an amazing, beautiful, funny, energetic, and any guy would die to have a girl like you. Especially me.
I am coming over, just give me 10 minutes.
That was weird. My phone buzzed it was Phil. I set it down and looked out the window.
The door knocked and there stood Tristan. He got more tattoos and ear piercing. Boy do I melt for guys like him.
"Hey." He said scratching the back of his head.
"You don't need to be nervous Tristan." I giggled. He walked in and sat down on the couch.
'I've got something for you." He said. I looked over at him confused. He pulled out something familiar.
"This bracelet shows my love for you. Even when times are rough between us and we choose to break up. I will forever care and love you." He said wrapping the bracelet around my wrist.
I looked up at him in complete happiness.
"Tristan, you didn't ha-" I said before he cut me off.
"But I needed to." He said.
"I love you." I said to him.
End of Flashback....
"The bracelet you gave me for our 1 year anniversary." I said quietly.
"You remembered. I thought this might cheer you up." He said.
"Thanks Tristan." I said smiling.
"So what's going on?" He asked.
"I don't know what to do anymore, I've got Dean, and Phil who just proposed to me." I started to ramble. He covered my mouth and looked at me.
"From my perspective, I think you should drop all this lovie dovie carp and focus on your career, and if you want that special someone in your life choose someone that you've always needed, made you happy, laugh, and cares and loves you no matter what." He explained. I was left stunned from his words. Looking into his eyes he was serious, and I saw all those memories of me and him.
'Tristan, I don't know why but it seems like you still love me." I said.
"I do still love you. I never stopped loving you and-" He stopped and looked down onto my wrists. I quickly covered them up.
"Tristan-" I said before he cut me off.
"You promised me you wouldn't keep harming yourself." He quietly said.
"I am sorry, I just couldn't stop." I admitted. He shook his head in disappointment.
"Can you stop for me please?" He asked looking into my eyes. I couldn’t tell he was desperate for me to stop from the sound of his voice.
"Okay." I said. He smiled at me. I smiled back.
"I better go now and leave you alone-" I cut him off.
"Stay with me tonight...please?" I asked.
"Okay just for tonight." He replied. I smiled.
I woke up with a note attached to his pillow.
I am sorry that you couldn't wake up to a nice breakfast. But I'll come over soon before you fly out to California. I love you. -Tristan
I smiled and decided to head to the local Starbucks around the corner.
I finished up, grabbed my phone, and went down the stairs to the lobby. For the sake of a new look and for people not noticing me I dyed my tips pink.
I reached the Starbucks which was packed full of my co-workers and Phil. I put my sunglasses and hoped for the best.
After I got my latte I was looking for a far away seat so I could get some alone time. Luckily I found one closest to the window away from everyone else.
I decided to open my phone only to be bombarded with calls, texts, e-mails, and voicemails. Mostly from Phil but I wanted to save them for last. The Jon's name shows up. I tapped it:
I miss you
My heart began to race when I read the message from Jon. I looked behind me and see Jon, Joe, and Colby laughing having a good time. My phone buzzed and it was Jon.
Did you do something with your hair?
I turned around and see Jon staring he smiled and looked away. I giggled.
It was already 4pm when I reached home damn time goes fast. I took a shower early because a gators boy was on.
I opened the bathroom door and see a figure sitting at the edge of my bed.