Drag Me To The Grave (Bechloe)
"I, Rebecca Jade Mitchell am in love with Chloe Rose Beale," there. I said it. I admitted my love for Chloe to a face. Not her face, not Aubreys face, but my face. In the mirror.
She is my everything, she brings me joy and happiness. When I have a bad day, I think about her and soon I find myself smiling. But it hurts when she goes off with her boyfriend for the night, and doesn't text me all night long.
Yes, I'm sleep deprived but it's not just because of Chloe. My brother died in a car crash an few years back, and I still have nightmares to this day. Chloe just, makes all those awful memories go away, or at least fade into the back of my mine.
I've never been in a real relationship, but I mean Jesse is nice and all, but just not my type. Besides, like I said. I am in love with Chloe Beale, and it's been four years and I haven't told her yet. She has no clue.
I hope she feels the same way about me as I do to her, but fat chance about that. I listen to her at night sometimes. We sit on the couch together at night after everybody has already gone to bed. She tells me how much she is in love with Luke, and all I can do is smile and try to dismiss my feelings for her. But I know that will never happen.
I will never have a chance with the one and only Chloe Beale, but I am in love with her. And she is in love with someone else.
(I know it says by hannah__may or whatever, that was my old username. I changed it to kendricksendrick so it's the same for all other websites I'm on)