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I try not to think about him. I'm already depressed and thinking about him just makes me feel worse. I miss him. I miss him so much, but I can't be around him. I'm not strong enough; I can't face him or the apartment because the thought of having to feel at the moment scares me to death. I dry my face and walk to the dining room, where Sarah and Chris are eating lunch. I notice them look at me and then quickly turn away.

I don't think they know what to say to me, so they say nothing.

I pour myself a glass of water and shuffle to the living room. Wrapping myself in the brown fleece blanket draped over the recliner, I sink into the suede loveseat.

I sip on my glass of water and stare blankly out the window. It's dreary outside, the sky is dark with ominous black clouds rolling in the chilling wind, with rain heavily pouring down on the pavement-it's perfectly fitting for how I'm feeling.

Sarah's hand on my leg pulls me out of my depressive thoughts. Another roar of thunder cracks above the house. She puts her arm around me. I can't, I just,,," I sputter. Jeni, it's alright. I can't seem to shake this overwhelming depression. You know Chris and I are here to support you, no matter what. We love you. Sarah has been such a great friend to me for the past week: staying with me the nights I cry myself to sleep, bringing me food, even though I hardly eat it, not to mention all the times she has spent just lying next to me on the bed as a comfort.

Poor Chris is probably sick of me occupying all of her time, taking her away from him. I wouldn't be surprised if he hates me by now. I absolutely hate myself. The landline rings, which is very rare, making Sarah and I jump. Chris answers it, "Hello? I swallow hard, knowing they're talking about me.

She's pretty wrecked," he says, turning his back to me and talking quietly. I'm assuming it's so I can't hear, but I can. Take care of yourself. You have my cell number if you need to talk, anytime," he says, sounding concerned. Sarah gazes back at Chris, as I stare into nothingness feeling numb.

I feel cheated knowing that Aiden was just a phone call away, yet I didn't attempt to talk to him. I'm conflicted. I miss him so much, but I can't bring myself to talk to him. I know if I do, I will likely fall straight back into his arms, and I can't do that.

I'm too angry. If only he had been there when Jason did,,, what he did, then this wouldn't even be happening right now. He said,,, he said to tell you that he loves and misses you. Tears well in my eyes again as images of Aiden on the floor clutching at my engagement ring flood my mind.

I start to breathe heavily when I feel the panic set it. Sarah notices what's happening.

She pulls my face with her hands so I look directly at her. I flinch, because it hurts my fractured eye socket. You love him. He loves you.

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What's the issue? She needs to wake up. This is craziness, Chris. Jeni, why are you avoiding him?

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How's this Aiden's fault? Explain it to me, Jeni," Sarah yells, frustrated with me.

I glare at her. Quite fittingly, another clap of thunder sounds. I slump down on my bed, and curl up in a ball. I hear a knock at my door and ignore it. I instantly feel relieved that it's not Sarah.

I can come with you, if you feel uncomfortable going on your own. I think he needs to see you and hear whether or not you want your relationship to be over. If he hadn't have left, then I wouldn't be here now, miserable and unhappy. I trusted him, Chris, I trusted him to keep me safe. He promised me,,, he promised he would keep me safe. He deserves that much. Will you come with me? I find my comfy grey sweat pants and an old pink sweater; I put on some shoes and walk to the dining room with mixed emotions.

On one side I am ecstatic to be seeing Aiden again, but on the other more terrifying side I'm going back to that apartment where all this mess started. I will see Aiden, and in a way I feel like my soul has been dying without him, and maybe he can bring me back to life.

I quickly squash that thought as my anger returns. I just can't seem to get past my utter disappointment in him. I nod my head. Chris glares at her sternly, like he's telling her to shut up. I put my hair up in a ponytail and grab my handbag. Chris walks with me to his car. We drive in silence to the apartment, rain pours heavily on the windshield; my heart is pounding in my chest, making my breathing shallow and short.

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Vampires who more than likely murdered her twin sister.Another roar of thunder cracks above the house. Or maybe at the city next-door. Because I'm tired of a world where blogs take indirect bribes, marketers help write the news, reckless journalists spread lies, and no one is accountable for any of it. I'm conflicted. It must not be part of an expectation of material or pride success.

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