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Burning These Feelings Away.
Chapter One
Chelsea's POV
Loss. I’ve had an unfair share in my life. I have lost someone I loved in a second; totally out of the blue. My father was killed by a drunk driver on the night of my 18th birthday. His death was like a hard punch to my heart, leaving such a deep bruise it seems as if it could never heal. But I had my boyfriend Chris. Chris was my first real boyfriend ever. We have known each other ever since we were 14, and started dating when we turned 16. Chris always made my life exciting and fun. He let me live everyday to its fullest.
“Hey,” Chris sat down on the couch and put his arm around my shoulder. My eyes flickered over to find him gazing into mine solemnly. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, my throat tightening up as I tried not to cry. I hate crying in front of people, it shows them I‘m weak. But without a word, I finally gave up. Burying my head into Chris’s chest, I sobbed. He pulled me even closer to him. With each sob, my entire body shook.
Chris let me do this for the longest time without a word. When I felt like the tears were gone, I lifted my head up. He gently took my hand and began to stroke my palm so softly. Something he always did. And somehow, it always made me feel a little better.
“It will be all right, Chels. I promise.” he tipped my chin up towards him and gave me a soft kiss. “I love you.”
Not all promises can be kept. Chris and I grew distant after I finally began to deal with my dads death. We broke up when his band There For Tomorrow got extremely famous. His tours, recording sessions, and everything kept us from each other for periods of months. We tried to make it work, but we both knew it couldn’t. This, was my other loss. Only this time when I lost the person I loved, it was like watching him walk away in slow motion. And I couldn’t do a damn thing to stop him.
Two Years Later [Present day]
Immediately I sat up, my eyes fluttering open. Another nightmare. I glanced at the clock. 1:54 am. Groaning, I grabbed my cell phone. Might as well text my boyfriend of a year Derek.
I had another bad dream.
My phone vibrated 2 minutes later.
Derek: It’s alright. Just go back to bed.
He obviously didn’t want to talk, so I tossed my phone on the dresser and grabbed the remote. No point in going back to sleep now. Flipping through the channels, I landed on the E! channel.
“It’s time for Truth or Rumor!” A tall blonde bimbo grinned. I tuned it out and ignored the stupid stories like Miley Cyrus being pregnant. Until something caught my attention.
“Chris Kamrada of There For Tomorrow! Dating a groupie named Ella? This one is true guys!”
A picture of Chris filled the screen, making my heart ache. I turned off the TV, but the image stayed in my mind. Pulling the covers over my head, I drifted off to sleep, thinking of Chris walking away into the distantce, leaving me alone.
A Week Later
“Where are we going?” I looked over at Derek as he drove the car somewhere. And I wanted to find out where. “I thought we were going to Starbucks.”
Derek grinned at me. “It’s a surprise!”
“Fine,” I sighed knowing he wouldn’t tell me. Derek laughed then kissed my hand.
Derek was the light at the end of my tunnel. After losing Chris, I met Derek at college. We instantly connected. When we started dating, I even let him know about the breakup with Chris…and how it hurt me. Derek tells me he would never hurt me. Sometimes he makes me forget about Chris. And that is why I love him.
“We’re here!” Derek exclaimed as he pulled the car to a stop. Peeking out the window, I saw a huge sign.
Boys Like Girls at 8!!
My mouth dropped open. “How did you know I love Boys Like Girls?!?”
“We’ve been dating for a while, you know,” Derek teased as he opened the car door for me.
“Come on, let’s go!!” I hung on to Derek’s hand as we rushed over to the stage area.
I couldn’t stop grinning when we were standing front row a few minutes later. “Thank you so much!” I gave Derek a quick peck on the cheek.
“I love you,” he breathed into my ear.
“Love you too,” I whispered.
Suddenly, a pudgy short guy walked on stage carrying a mic. “We have an addition to this concert…” he began. “They’re a huge band, known all over. And we’re lucky enough to have them perform here tonight!!” He paused, building up the suspense. “There For Tomorrow will be here on this stage right now!”
The crowd went crazy. At that moment my high spirits came crashing down. My heart plummeted, knowing that I would be seeing Chris for the first time in two years. I couldn’t hear the screams and cheers going on around me, my body felt numb.
“Wanna go?” Derek asked.
“No.” My voice became hard. “I wanna stay for this.”
Loss. I’ve had an unfair share in my life. I have lost someone I loved in a second; totally out of the blue. My father was killed by a drunk driver on the night of my 18th birthday. His death was like a hard punch to my heart, leaving such a deep bruise it seems as if it could never heal. But I had my boyfriend Chris. Chris was my first real boyfriend ever. We have known each other ever since we were 14, and started dating when we turned 16. Chris always made my life exciting and fun. He let me live everyday to its fullest.
“Hey,” Chris sat down on the couch and put his arm around my shoulder. My eyes flickered over to find him gazing into mine solemnly. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, my throat tightening up as I tried not to cry. I hate crying in front of people, it shows them I‘m weak. But without a word, I finally gave up. Burying my head into Chris’s chest, I sobbed. He pulled me even closer to him. With each sob, my entire body shook.
Chris let me do this for the longest time without a word. When I felt like the tears were gone, I lifted my head up. He gently took my hand and began to stroke my palm so softly. Something he always did. And somehow, it always made me feel a little better.
“It will be all right, Chels. I promise.” he tipped my chin up towards him and gave me a soft kiss. “I love you.”
Not all promises can be kept. Chris and I grew distant after I finally began to deal with my dads death. We broke up when his band There For Tomorrow got extremely famous. His tours, recording sessions, and everything kept us from each other for periods of months. We tried to make it work, but we both knew it couldn’t. This, was my other loss. Only this time when I lost the person I loved, it was like watching him walk away in slow motion. And I couldn’t do a damn thing to stop him.
Two Years Later [Present day]
Immediately I sat up, my eyes fluttering open. Another nightmare. I glanced at the clock. 1:54 am. Groaning, I grabbed my cell phone. Might as well text my boyfriend of a year Derek.
I had another bad dream.
My phone vibrated 2 minutes later.
Derek: It’s alright. Just go back to bed.
He obviously didn’t want to talk, so I tossed my phone on the dresser and grabbed the remote. No point in going back to sleep now. Flipping through the channels, I landed on the E! channel.
“It’s time for Truth or Rumor!” A tall blonde bimbo grinned. I tuned it out and ignored the stupid stories like Miley Cyrus being pregnant. Until something caught my attention.
“Chris Kamrada of There For Tomorrow! Dating a groupie named Ella? This one is true guys!”
A picture of Chris filled the screen, making my heart ache. I turned off the TV, but the image stayed in my mind. Pulling the covers over my head, I drifted off to sleep, thinking of Chris walking away into the distantce, leaving me alone.
A Week Later
“Where are we going?” I looked over at Derek as he drove the car somewhere. And I wanted to find out where. “I thought we were going to Starbucks.”
Derek grinned at me. “It’s a surprise!”
“Fine,” I sighed knowing he wouldn’t tell me. Derek laughed then kissed my hand.
Derek was the light at the end of my tunnel. After losing Chris, I met Derek at college. We instantly connected. When we started dating, I even let him know about the breakup with Chris…and how it hurt me. Derek tells me he would never hurt me. Sometimes he makes me forget about Chris. And that is why I love him.
“We’re here!” Derek exclaimed as he pulled the car to a stop. Peeking out the window, I saw a huge sign.
Boys Like Girls at 8!!
My mouth dropped open. “How did you know I love Boys Like Girls?!?”
“We’ve been dating for a while, you know,” Derek teased as he opened the car door for me.
“Come on, let’s go!!” I hung on to Derek’s hand as we rushed over to the stage area.
I couldn’t stop grinning when we were standing front row a few minutes later. “Thank you so much!” I gave Derek a quick peck on the cheek.
“I love you,” he breathed into my ear.
“Love you too,” I whispered.
Suddenly, a pudgy short guy walked on stage carrying a mic. “We have an addition to this concert…” he began. “They’re a huge band, known all over. And we’re lucky enough to have them perform here tonight!!” He paused, building up the suspense. “There For Tomorrow will be here on this stage right now!”
The crowd went crazy. At that moment my high spirits came crashing down. My heart plummeted, knowing that I would be seeing Chris for the first time in two years. I couldn’t hear the screams and cheers going on around me, my body felt numb.
“Wanna go?” Derek asked.
“No.” My voice became hard. “I wanna stay for this.”