I Would Never Admit. Chapter Eight: Never Admit it: Epilogue.
By: x - - unwrittenMELODY
Next chapter with the story being AU (alternate universe.)
No vampires/vampaneze, no cirque, nada.
A story that focuses on Darren x Steve's relationship.
Okay, so, it's M for chapters containing: AHEMAHEM-content and language.
Final chapter. Steve's POV.
Don't fret, loves, a sequel is on the way.
I will be writing that and another story at the same time.
So enjoy this until I get those going.
Don't cry too much, okay?
Song that helped inspire this:
Dead by April - Losing You.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the story. I never have, never will.
As the sunlight poured in from the window I tried to keep my eyes closed and rolled over. My arms felt around for his warm body but no one was there and I finally opened my eyes. He wasn't beside me. He wasn't there, but a note had replaced his form.
"Darren..." I mumbled, sitting up and rubbing my eyes, looking around.
I reached over and grasped the note, looking at the beautiful handwriting placed on the front. My name with Darren's perfect handwriting. I fumbled to open it, but when I did I regretted it, the words on the note breaking my heart:
When you wake up, I won't be there. I had to leave for a little while. It's only for a few months, I think. I... I don't know when I'll be back. We just need some time; maybe even a little space. It's hard on both of us, so many some fresh air will be good for both of us. We're still hurting, so let your wounds heal and let mine, as well. I love you, with all I have.
I stared at the words and realized I couldn't see them anymore, my hands were trembling so badly. I bit back tears and angrily ripped the note to shreds, tossing the remaining pieces to the ground in my anger. He... He left me. Nothing was real and nothing mattered anymore. He's gone. He left me, alone and... and...
"Fuck, Darren," I whimpered and brought my knees to my chest, feeling my held back tears slide down my cheeks.
"Fuck you, fuck you. Fuck you, Darren," I moaned, looking up and biting my lips, hurt.
I reached over to my phone and slid it up, looking through my contacts and then pressed the center button. I listened to it ring several times before a soft voice answered:
"Cass... he's gone... he left me..." I said softly and I heard shuffling in the background.
"Oh my God, hun I'm so sorry! Where are you?" she asked me, worry lacing her tone and I sighed.
"The apartment..." I said and there was a click and I looked at the screen and saw that she had ended the call.
I frowned and ran my finger's through my hair and made way out of the bed, picking up a pair of jeans and slipped them on. I didn't bother to button them, it was only Cassidy. There was a slight banging on the door and I walked towards the front but paused when I got past the living room. Even his laptop was gone, he left nothing.
"Be right there!" I called, running to Darren's room and tossed open the door, my heart sinking.
It was almost bare besides a few of his clothes on the bed and floor. I slumped my back against the wall and felt the tears push back at me.
"FUCK YOU DARREN!"
"STEVE, OPEN THE DOOR!" I could hear Cass banging on the door more abruptly now.
I slowly made if from Darren's vacant bedroom to the front door, unlocking it and opening it. There was Cassidy, staring at me with wide eyes. Her hair was all over the place and she only had on a tank top and shorts. I guess I called her at a bad time.
"Steve..." she whispered and I felt a tear slide down my cheek.
"He's gone. Took everything..."
I felt her hug me tightly and I held her back, staring at the door of the apartment across the hall, finger's running through her hair.
"I'm so sorry, Steve..." she said softly and I could feel something inside of me snap.
Nothing matters anymore.
"I'm sorry, too, Cass," I said and she pulled away and I looked at her, pulling her face close to mine.
I kissed her. I did, and I guess I should of regret it. I couldn't, I hurt too badly. So as I closed the door behind us I lead her to the couch, laying over her.
"Steve... don't do anything you'd regret," she said softly and I shrugged, looking away from her before spotting a photo of Darren and I on the table.
I flipped it down and then made way to slide her tank top straps down.
"I won't regret this," I whispered, kissing her again and ignored everything I felt, thought about that involved Darren.
Guess only he could keep me from this resolve. I'd never admit it...
It was... that he was the only one who could make me a better person.
What I didn't see coming, though, would be many months later.
Months later, I would see Darren again.
Sequel coming soon.
I know, I know.
This ended rough, next one is alot...
Hope you guys enjoyed!
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