For a long time I have wanted to attempt a one shot which is a one chapter story. It probably won't be the best since I have never done a one shot before so here it goes and the next chapter of the war should be up soon.
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It's been a year since we broke up, and even though I’m not there with you know I still hurt too. The thought of that night still haunts because you choose her over me and I really thought that you loved me. I guess I was wrong. As I sit back and think about last homecoming where I thought I was supposed to be your date to the dance after the game; yet, I was wrong you went to the game with her and kissed her right in front of my eyes. I was cheering on the field, but you sat there kissing her on our 3rd anniversary. I ignored it because when I looked away to dry my eyes and then back to where you were sitting you were in a different outfit and she wasn't there. I thought I was imaging things so I ignored it. Then once the team won the homecoming game, I rushed to the locker rooms to put on my dress that was your favorite color. The color of my eyes which you fell in love with the first time my emerald ones stared into your midnight blue eyes 4 years ago. However the worst part was when I walked to the center of the dance floor where you told me we would meet, my heart broke right there. In a short, tight, mini emerald green dress was that girl with the light pink hair lip locked with you. I said Helia before the tears started to roll down my cheek. I was hoping for some explanation, but all you did was look at me with a look of you caught me and when I asked who do you love you said her. That's when I felt like someone just decided to cut my heart out with a rusty jagged knife, and the tears just flowed down my face like the rain runs to the nearest pond during a storm. You broke me and I hoped it was all a joke, yet you left me standing there on the middle of the dance floor unable to breath, unable to move, and unable to ever love again. How could you? After the song ended and all our friends start to stare at the girl left on the dance floor I ran as fast as I could and as far away from that place. I went to the park and collapse on a bench bawling my eyes out as black tears fell to the ground. You eventually came and said you made a mistake for cheating on me the past year, but you would change just to get me back. I said I can't because you ripped my heart out and it can never be fixed. You smirked before saying I hoped you wouldn't take me back because she is a better person than you plus a lot prettier. I held back my tears and ran, I could never face you again or any of the people from our schools. So I left not looking back and ran away; but, six months later I was found dead in my emerald green homecoming dress. You cried for days because you knew that if you didn't make that mistake of cheating on me and breaking my heart, I might have not runaway and maybe I wouldn't have been murdered by her. So you lost two people the girl you thought you loved who killed the girl that actually fell for you and loved you; but, I guess you weren't ready to catch me. So I hope you’re happy because you're alone now for leaving me on the dance floor exactly one year ago.
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It's been a year since we broke up, and even though I’m not there with you know I still hurt too. The thought of that night still haunts because you choose her over me and I really thought that you loved me. I guess I was wrong. As I sit back and think about last homecoming where I thought I was supposed to be your date to the dance after the game; yet, I was wrong you went to the game with her and kissed her right in front of my eyes. I was cheering on the field, but you sat there kissing her on our 3rd anniversary. I ignored it because when I looked away to dry my eyes and then back to where you were sitting you were in a different outfit and she wasn't there. I thought I was imaging things so I ignored it. Then once the team won the homecoming game, I rushed to the locker rooms to put on my dress that was your favorite color. The color of my eyes which you fell in love with the first time my emerald ones stared into your midnight blue eyes 4 years ago. However the worst part was when I walked to the center of the dance floor where you told me we would meet, my heart broke right there. In a short, tight, mini emerald green dress was that girl with the light pink hair lip locked with you. I said Helia before the tears started to roll down my cheek. I was hoping for some explanation, but all you did was look at me with a look of you caught me and when I asked who do you love you said her. That's when I felt like someone just decided to cut my heart out with a rusty jagged knife, and the tears just flowed down my face like the rain runs to the nearest pond during a storm. You broke me and I hoped it was all a joke, yet you left me standing there on the middle of the dance floor unable to breath, unable to move, and unable to ever love again. How could you? After the song ended and all our friends start to stare at the girl left on the dance floor I ran as fast as I could and as far away from that place. I went to the park and collapse on a bench bawling my eyes out as black tears fell to the ground. You eventually came and said you made a mistake for cheating on me the past year, but you would change just to get me back. I said I can't because you ripped my heart out and it can never be fixed. You smirked before saying I hoped you wouldn't take me back because she is a better person than you plus a lot prettier. I held back my tears and ran, I could never face you again or any of the people from our schools. So I left not looking back and ran away; but, six months later I was found dead in my emerald green homecoming dress. You cried for days because you knew that if you didn't make that mistake of cheating on me and breaking my heart, I might have not runaway and maybe I wouldn't have been murdered by her. So you lost two people the girl you thought you loved who killed the girl that actually fell for you and loved you; but, I guess you weren't ready to catch me. So I hope you’re happy because you're alone now for leaving me on the dance floor exactly one year ago.
