Prologue

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"Go talk to him," said my best friend Nevaeh

"I can't ," I said with sadness in my voice

"He deserves to know what's going on Lei," she said with a little more urgency

"Yea but I don't want to stress him out" 

"He should know what you're going through."

"Yes well I made it pretty clear that I wanted nothing to do with him," I said with sadness in my voice

"Yea, but you and I both know that that's a lie," she said looking pointedly at me

"Well, it's too late because he's already moved on." I said walking down the stairs from the party.

He didn't know that I was here and I wanted to keep it that way.  I know I won't be able to face him if I see him again but I want to know that he was ok.

"Leila I know that you still love him. Everyone can see it except you. So why don't you just tell him that? What are you so afraid of!" She said starting to get annoyed

"I don't want him to know that I still care!  I want him to be able to live his life without feeling like someone is holding him back!"  I am so done with this conversation. Everyday it's the same questions "why don't you just tell him" "What's stopping you?" and god I wish that I could answer those questions but I just can't. Not yet. Not until the time is right.  Not just for me but for everyone. 

"Yeah well, I think that's a pretty stupid reason."

"Yeah well so do I, but it's the only option," I said shrugging my shoulders

Just as the words left my mouth I heard it. The sound was so familiar. Almost like I could reach out and touch it.

It was our song. They were playing our song. God, it had been so long since I heard it. But the words were still so familiar to me almost as if I had never stopped singing them, shouting until my throat hurt so much that I couldn't take it. But I didn't care because the way that he would look at me was so worth it. He would look at me with such pride in his eyes.

As if he could feel me staring at him he looked up at the stairs and I froze. I couldn't walk. I couldn't breathe. My palms were sweating, My heart was racing. His eyes light brown eyes made contact with mine and I swear my heart stopped. The sound faded and the world around me slowed and stopped.

The song was still going in the background and Neveah was still talking to me about some guy that had tried to kiss her earlier tonight but I didn't care. All I could focus on was him. It was almost as if I could still feel his hands cupping the back of my neck as he kissed me. I could still feel his hands roaming my skin as he showed me just  how much someone could be loved. Could feel his eyes burning into mine as we had conversations that to this day I that I still hold onto. 

But the moment ended. The music stopped. The song changed. I could feel my heart beating in my chest. As fast as it had happened it was gone, He broke contact with me and turned back around to enjoy the company of his friends almost as if nothing had happened 

"Hey, are you okay you kind of froze on me there." Neveah said curiosity and confusion ringing in her voice. I could tell that she wanted to ask me so many questions. 

"Uh, Ye- yea I'm fine. Just tired,"

"Can we leave I'm not really feeling this party anymore." I was so ready to go home and forget everything that had  just happened. God could this day get any worse.

"Yea we can go, but let me say bye to some people first." She said bouncing off down the stairs

When she left I scurried the rest of the way down the stairs and headed out to the car that was parked a block away from the house we were at because the whole street was full.

The whole way there I couldn't stop thinking about him. He has changed so much in such a short amount of time. His hair's  longer, his dimples  got deeper —I didn't even think that was possible— and god his smile I swear it's gotten bigger. I have to stop. I have to stop thinking about him. I ended it not him. It's my fault that we're not together anymore. My fault that he felt like he wasn't enough for me.

But god how I wish things could go back to the way they were.

But they never could. I'd make sure of it.


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Leila Beck was a senior in high school who was always seen as really outgoing by everyone she knew. She was sweet and she could always get anyone to fall in love with her. Last year she spent the summer away at her uncle estate where she met Ayden. Nevaeh was never one to care about impressing a boy she had only had one boyfriend her whole life and she had known him since she was a kid. She had no idea what life was about to throw her way.

Aiyden Johnson was your average boy next door. You know the type. Pretty looking and sweet. The kind of guy that we want to walk us to our doors after the first date and kiss you on the cheek. But with every perfect image comes some flaws. Ayden wasn't perfect his dad was an alcoholic and had left him with his mom when he was ten and his mom was a workaholic that cared more about her job than her children. Life for him isn't always perfect.

Come with me on this whimsical ride of heartbreak, love and the chaos that is the life of two teenagers that have no idea what they are doing and trying to figure their life out just like the rest of us. Follow on their journey.

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