To Christopher, With Love

To Christopher, With Love

Love was, and still is, a beautiful thing...

Chapter 3

Sticks And Stones

I looked up, meeting Tyler's gaze. Melody's sadness filled my heart. I couldn't imagine living the life that she had, without the one I loved. The same man that sat there, staring at me.

I broke the silence. "I'm sorry."

He was still silent, still looking into my eyes. Awkwardness filled the air. It bothered me that he didn't talk. "I don't want to end up like Melody," I confessed, my eyes welling up. "Talk to me."

He turned, so we were sitting back to back again. "I worry about what will happen to you," he said through gritted teeth. I was confused. What did he mean by his words?

"What are you talking about?"

He sighed. "I just can't do this anymore, Courtney." He got up, leaving me in my confusion. I felt a certain emptiness grow inside of me. Was Tyler really doing what I thought he was? If so, then why now?

I remained glued onto Phoebe's bed. My breaths becoming deeper and louder, and my vision slowly obscured by tears. "What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to hide the fact that I was crying now.

I didn't want to know the answer, as I already knew what he was talking about. I had become the modern version of Melody, and he was Christopher. I tried my best to hold back my tears. I wasn't weak, and it wasn't going to start now. I am Courtney; I am titanium and I will not be put down by this.

I got up, and walked over to him. "Tell me, Tyler," I said, a certain level of harshness taking over. Wiping my face with the back of my hand, I repeated my question. "What are you talking about?"

We stood there, face to face, neither of us flinched. "I'm sorry, Courtney," he said to me, "I can't go on with our relationship."

I dropped to the floor; my tears flowed freely, and I couldn't find a way to stop them. That was when I was certain I was a modern Melody. My heart cracked, and I felt like he had taken away my breath, but this time, it hurt. For the first time in years, I felt cold and lonely. I felt like my heart and soul had been ripped out, leaving a hollow shell for me to hide in. Those butterflies in my stomach seemed to have migrated to someplace else.

Then, after that sadness, came guilt. What had I done wrong? Five years together, and he decided to break up with me today of all days. I had mixed feelings at that time, sadness, guilt and rage filled my heart. How could I have let him put me down like this?

The strength came back to my feet, and I slowly got up. I was not going to be another Melody. I wasn't going to put down like Melody had been. I wasn't going to cry over someone who didn't want me anymore. Like I said before, I am titanium, and I wasn't going to be broken easily.

I looked him straight in the eye, rage filling my insides. "Was this the best you could do?" I asked him in a harsh manner. "You, Tyler, are a coward." I grabbed the once forgotten diary and headed for the door. I turned back and took one last look at him. "You are no different from Christopher." Not giving him time to respond, I left the room, and headed back to the garden.

I found Mrs. Burns asleep by the gazebo. It warmed my heart that I would one day, I would be as carefree as she was. I gently placed the diary next to her and turned to leave. I had had enough drama for the day. I looked back at her one last time. She looked so happy and carefree, and for that, I envied her.

I walked back home, the day's events re-playing in my head. Unlike Melody, whose spirit was crushed after her heartbreak; mine was lifted. My spirits were higher than ever before. All those negative feelings seemed to slowly melt away and were replaced by relief. I was happy; happy that someday, I might find that someone that is meant for me. Just like Christopher was Melody's love, for that brief moment in time; Tyler was mine.

My story isn't going to end like Melody's, because I am titanium.

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