I walk down the the beach and look at the dark ocean. He still didn't want me.

What did you expect?

That nagging voice in the back of my head asks. Nothing, nothing at all. I tried but it didn't work. He was gone. Again. I don't know what to do.

Keep going.

Why not. I pick up a handful of rocks and throw them in the ocean, watching them sink. Like me, slowly going down. No one can see it but it's there. Till they hit the bottom. Gone forever. Maybe I should go back.

No, he doesn't love you. He hates you, like he said.

I'm done. I'm done pretending. They won. I'm not going to lie. I should move on but I can't. He's gone. Just like a house after a fire. Empty. I look around the beach. Quil is down the beach with Claire. I lost that option.

You have meeee.

The voice hisses in my ear. I shrug like theres someone there. Someone kicks a ball and it lands at my feet. A girl and her boy friend are playing in the waves and wave at me. I throw it back and sit in the sand. I want to break again but there's nothing to break. I get up and walk back to my house.

"Hey Bell. Where were you?" My dad asks when I get inside.

"Italy. Did you have fun fishing?" I say dully. He nods then realizes.

"How? When? What? Never mind. I don't want to know." He says.

Good because I don't want to remember.

"What do you want for dinner?" He asks, watching me.

"I'm not hungry.'' I say, looking at the prom picture of him and I.

"O.k. I'll get a pizza and you can eat when you're ready." He says, watching me.

He knows what happened. Heard me scream every night. I was done, done pretending. Done feeling.

"Thanks dad. I'm going to go do homework." Then exit stage stairs. I need to do this right.

How was that? Should I keep going? Does it suck? HELP! I got this idea when listing to You Lost me by Christina Aguilera. Really good song. Feedback? Thanks

Sissybaylie.