Cherry- H.S

Falling.

"I'm sorry Harry.." I shake my head.

"I miss you Cherry...Come over. Tell me everything, yell at me, cry, scream I don't care, I just... I want you... I want you to be there, I want to know everything, and I'll tell you everything." He pleads, and I shake my head.

"I can't come over. I can't do this... I can't.." I tell him, wiping my tears away quickly.

"Do you.. Do you not feel anything? Did you move on, or did you...."

"Harry... If I'm honest, right now I still see you as the person I met you as, and I don't want to know what the hell happened while you were gone because I don't want that image to be replaced by something that reminds me of Dean. I want to see you as the man I met...."

I want to see you as the man I fell in love with.

"Darling I'm sorry.." He reaches forward, but I back away slowly.

"I know you are..." I nod, and back away, turning around, wiping under my eyes, and going straight to my car. I feel like all I'm going to do is be the same girl I was if I just forgot what he did. I can't sweep it under the rug.

He's not a bad person, but that doesn't mean I'm not so hurt, and so angry at the feelings I've gone through, and still feel. He threw it all away... He doesn't just get to pick up where he left off.. I still feel used... I feel like a piece of trash that was thrown away, but could it all be fake? Everything we went through just for songs? I don't think he's that kind of person... But at the same time, do I really know what kind of person he really is?

As soon as I get home I go out on my balcony instead of the floor. I stare at the sun in the sky, and hold my mug, tea in hand. I'm going to figure it out... I'm going to figure it all out just like I did while he was gone. I'll get through all of this confusion, and this hurt too.

So I sit here, my music playing, and my eyes trained on the sunset that has become close to my newest obsession lately. I love the color of the sunset because it's not even trying... It's one of the most natural sources of beauty in the world, and I can always see it every single day no matter how down I am.. The sunset is a constant, and it feels like nothing else has been constant lately. I watch as the sun sinks, and I sigh, knowing I need to go to bed, or to try to at least. My phone buzzes, and I click it instantly, opening it up.

"Harry, I was going to bed I-"

"I need you.. I need you to come over, I need you to get over to my house please, I-"

"Harry what? What are you talking about?" I ask, and I can hear shuffling.

"Cherry, Darling.. Please... Please come here, please.. I need you right now, and I'm not. I'm not the kind of person who.. I need you to be here, please." He speaks so quickly, and I get up quickly.

"Alright... Um.. Alright I'll be there in a few minutes." I speak quickly, getting my things, slipping on shoes. I stand by everything I said. I'm still angry. I'm still upset. I'm never going to be the person who turns away someone I care about when they need me though.

I get in Sugar, and I drive quickly, knowing I haven't been this way in a long time, riding to his house. I tell myself not to feel nostalgic right now, but it's easy because I feel nervous. I feel scared. He's never been so frantic on the phone, and he's never been so scared... I get to his house and pull in, getting out, locking my doors, and running straight to his front door. I knock a few times, and then just punch in the old code, hoping it works.

"Hello?" I ask, as I walk in, and I hear shuffling in his living room as I do."Harry, where are you?" I call out, and walk into the living room, stopping right as I do.