After

Chapter One

I craved so much. The scent, odor, presence, and even the taste. It was so stupid of me. Stupid of him. Our decisions collided and created something awful. We thought we were meant for each other. No. We were meant for disaster.

And disaster happened. Now I have to live with the guilt and agony and memories. What does he live with? I don't know. We never saw each other afterwards. No words, faces, or even phone numbers. No social gatherings or touch at all. And to be quite blunt, I'm glad. I'm glad he's out of my life.

But he put so much into my life. Depression, anxiety, panic attacks. Those are only some examples. He also put love in; or at least I thought. I gave him so much. And he took so much. The rest of my high school basically. I couldn't attend the last month of my senior year of high school. So I'm back, Westfield High.

And Blake won't be returning.

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I usually have those thoughts every day now. My therapist tries to get me to spill it all out and deal with the pain outside instead of inside. I just can't. She doesn't get it. She didn't have to deal with what I did and had to go to so many places. You have these thoughts so often that you're going insane. You don't remember what life was like without them. Because they haunt you and terrorize you and corrupt your dreams. But only you know. And you keep it all inside.

I'm not scared of anyone. I'm scared of myself. What's gonna happen after school. What will happen after everything works out. Will I still have these thoughts? Will I keep acting this way?

Lucky me, tomorrow is the first day of school at Westfield High.

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A/N:
Hey guys!! So I know this chapter's really short but I wanted it to be like that. To get you a feel of what Catelyn is like. I really hope you all will enjoy this story and comments and votes are very appreciated :) Thanks so much!