Chapter Twenty-Three

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I stared at him, searching one more time for some type of remorse about what he said in his face. There wasn't anything and my heart broken even more.

He didn't say anything, but the tension in the air said all that I needed to know. "Okay then...I'm sorry you feel that way."

He still didn't say anything.

"Whatever, I don't want to argue with you anymore. It's pointless and even childish at this point," I mumbled as I watched him turn around to face the window. I backed away, grabbing onto the doorknob and turned around to open it. I twisted the knob but paused for a moment. There was something I had to know before I walked out of this room.

"What are you waiting for, Rowan? Go," David said coldly. I turned my head to look at him, but he was still facing the window. I sighed.

"There's just one thing I have to say, David," I started, looking back at the door. I stared at the patterns to hopefully distract the fact that I knew what the answer would be. I still didn't want to hear it out loud. "You said you loved me before midnight. If you really loved me, you would ignore the fact of my age and love me nonetheless."

We both went silent for minute, before I just sighed. I began to pull open the door before David spoke: "I guess I really didn't love you then, because that's something I can't get over."

I paused, one foot out the door to process what David had just said. I just let out a shaky 'okay' before stepping out and shutting the door. I quickly started walking down the hallway, pausing at the end of the hall. I hoped that he would come after me. I hope he would just sling open that door and say he didn't really mean what he said.

Please, come after me...

David didn't, but a girl can dream. Would that really change anything, though? He still said what he said and he can't take that back. Then again, he's right. I'm so selfish, even though he didn't say that out loud. He was probably thinking it.

I lazily dragged myself to the front of the house to find mostly everyone was gone. I blinked a couple times before looking over at Liza, who was helping Casey tear down the banner that still hung from the ceiling.

"What happened to the party," I asked, walking over towards them. They both looked down at me, both giving me a small smile.

"Gabbie made them leave after the...predicament," Liza ushered to the banner. I nodded a little before turning around and heading towards the balcony. "How'd it go in there? Rowan?"

She continued to scream my name, but I kept walking. I just really needed to be alone right now. I walked out to the open balcony, making my way to a corner. I leaned over the edge, examining the limited scenery surrounding the house. I listened to the quiet shuffling of the night, the light breeze making the the surrounding area sing in reply. I closed my eyes, feeling tears roll that I didn't even know were there.

I let out a heavy breath as I pulled out my phone, playing random games to hopefully distract myself from the pain in my heart and even in my head. This night has given me a damn migraine. I managed to ruin this entire night without getting plastered.

It didn't let help, in fact it only made my head hurt more. I groaned, turning off my phone and putting my head in my hands after I had put it away. I didn't want to move from my place on the balcony, because that meant I would have to get on with my life. Why should I do that when I could just stay here, listening to the sound of nature. It was quite relaxing to say the least.

Well for one David would probably throw you over the ledge.

That thought only made me shrug a little. It would be better than living through the pain of knowing all I do is constantly fuck up. Maybe I should just move on to the next town. I don't think I can bare looking at David's face anymore.

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