The only reason

He broke me

He left me

He used me

And now i'm nothing but a memory to him

An old, rusty memory

I used to be happy, like most kids. I had friends, good grades at school and a functioning family.

I met my best friend, Luke, when we were about seven or eight. We hung out, played outside and basically did everything together. Everything

We were living the dream... Like a fairytale

And like every fairytale, there was an end. Unfortunately for us, it wasn't a good one.


8. 7

Luke's pov

"Amber, open the damn door" I muttered as i banged on Amber's bedroom door.

"fuck off Luke, seriously just-just go away" She mumbled and i sighed, shaking the handle in my hands

"For god's sakes what is hapening to you? One day you're perfectly fine and the other you're cussing everyone out" 

"Would you just shut up? I'm not cussing everyone out, Lucas" I cringed at the use of that name. Amber always used it when she was pissed off

"Can you just let me in?"
"I can't" She muttered

"And why's that?"
"Because, if i can't let anybody at school in, i'm not letting you in" She spat

"What? No Amber, i'm talking about your room. Let me in your room" I chuckled
I heard her groaning and smiled, ready to take her in my arms
"What?" She asked as she opened the door. I smiled and opened my arms wide, then taking a step towards her. She ignored my move and walked to her bed, leaving me standing at her doorframe

"I-uh... Wanted to check on you" I nervously scratched the back of my neck as i closed the door to her bedroom.

"I'm fine"

"You're not" I stated. She shrugged and sat down at the edge of her bed 
"Why were you so rude down there?" I asked, receiving a  cold stare in return
"I wasn't being rude, Hemmings" 
"Then what was it?"
"I made a mistake" She mumbled, looking down at her fingers as i arched an eyebrow in confusion
"Yes, a mistake" She repeated

"What was the mistake?" I asked
"Letting you in so easily" 
I took a step back, feeling my chest tightening

"Luke, you fucking ignored me for two years. Like i said the last time, i was depressed because of you. You made me think that love existed even at such a young age but then you destroyed that thought, destroying me at the same time. You played me and i hate you for it. Now, i won't make this speech longer- i think you get the idea-, but i'll ask you one more question" She said, looking up at me with glossy eyes. I nodded, already dreading the words that were going to come out of her mouth
"Get out of my house and get the boys to leave too" She whispered, getting up and opeening the door for me to leave.

I shook my head, unable to move
"Don't do this"
"Please, leave" 

"NO. Amber, i'm not leaving" I said sternly as i took her wrists in my hand
"You did it once why can't you do it again?!" She suddenly screamed out
"Because the first time i had to! Now i could just stay here and we could talk it out!" I exclaimed back
"There's nothing to talk about, Luke! We can't be friends, we can't be a couple. It's better if we stopped talking"  She said
"You're going to regret this" I choked out, feeling the tears welling up in my eyes
"Maybe i will, maybe i won't. But right now, i need you out" She pointed to the hall and i whipped my eyes, feeling the sadness being replaced by pure anger
"Fine, but don't come crying to me when you miss me, us, you bitch" I spat, bolting out of her room and down the stairs.

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