Letting You Go Was the Hardest Thing

Letting You Go Was the Hardest Thing

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By:  The Red Delilah  Ongoing
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It was hard for Charlotte to let go of her best friend, Dalton, the boy she fell in love with since she was nine years old, to make way for her sister, Caroline, who happens to be in love with him too. It was hard for her but in order to make someone happy, even if it meant sacrificing her own, she was willing to let go. It all happened around her senior year, where she let go of the only thing that mattered to her and after graduation, she moved away with no intention of going back. Four years later, on her college graduation day, her parents rather demanded her to come home with a reason that shocked her senseless.

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Senior Year (November of 2006)Someone once told me that life, especially love, was all about taking chances. If you wanted to take the first leap of faith, it's a matter of putting your best foot forward and from there, everything would fall into place.Sounds simple, right? Easy squeezy lemon peasy.But... Nothing was that simple, especially when I'm about to do something life changing; one that could change the course of my life .Telling my best friend since I was nine years old that I'm in love with him.Uhuh. Yeah. Very simple alright.As I leaned my back against the driver's side of my car, I thought of ways on how I'd break this bottled up romantic feelings I have for my best friend, Dalton, without sounding like a moron. He was running late and it was already past fifteen minutes since the final bell rang so this buys me some time to think - each word formulating in my head had my heart pounding out of my chest, hands all clammy and sweaty and having this sudden urge to bolt

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14 Chapters

Prologue

Senior Year (November of 2006)Someone once told me that life, especially love, was all about taking chances. If you wanted to take the first leap of faith, it's a matter of putting your best foot forward and from there, everything would fall into place.Sounds simple, right? Easy squeezy lemon peasy.But... Nothing was that simple, especially when I'm about to do something life changing; one that could change the course of my life .Telling my best friend since I was nine years old that I'm in love with him.Uhuh. Yeah. Very simple alright.As I leaned my back against the driver's side of my car, I thought of ways on how I'd break this bottled up romantic feelings I have for my best friend, Dalton, without sounding like a moron. He was running late and it was already past fifteen minutes since the final bell rang so this buys me some time to think - each word formulating in my head had my heart pounding out of my chest, hands all clammy and sweaty and having this sudden urge to bolt
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Chapter 1

Four years later..."Hi! This is Meredith. I can't answer the phone right now. Please leave a message after the beep and I'll get back to you." "Damn it," I cursed as I still held my phone to my ear. "I can't believe this - no! I can't believe them!" I growled, then dialed my mom's number, but it went straight to voicemail, again."Any luck, Charlie bear?" my best friend since freshman year, Mike, asked as he drove towards UCLA for our graduation.I didn't answer; I was fuming, seething in anger as I prodded hard on the keys of my cell phone. I couldn't resist sending a very upsetting text message to my lovely mother asking why they were not here, in Los Angeles, to attend my graduation. I specifically told Caroline a week ago about it and when I tried to call them about their arrangements, all I got was the voicemail - the whole week.Despite the anger, I wondered if this was payback for missing my own high school graduation four years ago. Could it be? But then again, I thought
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Chapter 2

"Tooo theee window! To theee wall! To the sssssweat drop down my ballssss! To all you bitchessss crawl! To all skee skee motherfu--oops!" then giggled when I lost my footing."Oh god," Mike groaned, very frustrated as he righted me up again. We continued to walk through the deserted hallway, heading for my apartment.I continued rapping and added a little of my own version, something along the lines of doing body shots with Brad Pitt.He rolled his eyes. "Jeez, will you stop rapping that crap?" he muttered, still holding my waist, making sure he had a tight hold on it. My arm was slung over Mike's neck for dear life and at the drunken state that I am in, I was pass piss drunk and could barely even stand straight. If anything, from the look on Mike's face right now, his scowl was directed to my rapping, which sounded like a cat being drowned.After graduation, Mike and I decided to grab a quick bite at some Italian restaurant and then head for the club from downtown Los Angeles, in a h
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Chapter 3

I often ask myself, could life be any harder than this? The day I left home four years ago felt like I was leaving pieces of my broken heart as a trail for me to follow, if I did decide to come back. With each piece, I would pick it up and put it to where it fitted perfectly and then do the same with the others, carefully and surely. However, if I'd reach the last piece to make my heart whole, it would all come crumbling down, having me to start all over again.That was what I felt the moment the plane touched down Colorado soil.Mike had this crazy idea that I should bring him along and pose as my boyfriend. I thought he was crazy, but when I thought about it, it would make things easier for me when I'll come face-to-face with Dalton.I wasn't exactly looking forward to this reunion. We hadn't spoken a single word, not even an e-mail or a phone call since I left for L.A., and I had no idea how this idea of mine would turn out.Would he smile when he sees me?Would he welcome me with
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Chapter 4

The moment I closed the door of my old bedroom, I went straight to my bed and plopped down on it heavily with a grunt."I can't believe I just did that..." I muttered as I stared up the ceiling of my old bedroom. My anger had somehow dwindled a bit, but it was still there, just like an adrenaline waiting to crash.Despite that, I felt better, now that I had let it all out in the open. Well, not everything when it came to Dalton, but the repressed feelings that I had against my family for so many years came tumbling out of my mouth like a waterfall. To be honest, it felt good, and it made me feel better about myself."Nice room," Mike said and l looked up. He was pursuing my room with such scrutiny in his eyes, I didn't know if he was being honest or just mocking me."Thanks, I guess..." I said, not really sure.He shrugged and put our suitcases down near the closet. He walked towards my bed and plopped next to me and on instinct, I scooted closer to him, laid my head on his chest as h
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Chapter 5

Annoyance.Three syllables, nine letters, one word, and yet, it held such intense definition.Such words pertained to different things, yet, I could only pin point to one specific thing or someone who was the exact definition of the word.Caroline, my little sister.Yes, she was the epitome of all things holier than thou. The woman knew her craft in the art of annoyance down to a tee, and as for me? I can only say this: can a woman take a break and sleep in complete silence?!But I guess, it was too much to ask for, since Caroline was doing my bedroom door a number."Charlie!" she called out, banging incessantly on my bedroom door.The sudden banging had me jolt upright, my vision groggy and disoriented. What on Earth was Caroline doing that she has to bang on my door that hard?"What the hell?..." I murmured as I scratched my head furiously. I took a glance at the clock on my nightstand, and when I did, my eyes went wide as a flipping owl when I saw the time.It's 8:00 o'clock in the
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Chapter 6

There are different ways in showing discomfort.One would fidget with the hem of their shirt like it is the most interesting piece of wonder in the world. The other is when one would look around, avoiding eye contact with the person. Shifty eyes, if you must call it, or the wandering eye. The other is rocking the balls of their feet back and forth as though having trouble keeping still.These were common reactions of being nervous. However, mine is sort of... weird.Gross even. As I gaze upon Dalton's handsome face, I had this sudden urge to go happy poo poo. I know, I know! Very weird, but the nervousness I'm feeling made me want to bolt right out of there and head straight for the bathroom. Not an appropriate reaction, but this is me... dealing with such emotion. As we stood silent, rooted to the ground, it amazes me that after four long years, I am still standing upright even though on the inside I am ready to crumble in front of him. Dalton was my stre
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Chapter 7

It was just a kiss. Yes, I believe with all that is holier than thou that it was only done to show Dalton his place, but I couldn't help but wonder if it meant something... Unknowingly, my fingertips reached to touch my lips and I thought, 'Was it?' Was it really just a kiss to me? To my best friend, Mike? Mike and I spent four years of our lives not making any types of physical love. The only form of touch allowed was the offering and receiving perfunctory kisses and hugs. None of it means a thing; just good old familial affection. But how can one heady lip locking moment have my emotions in a turmoil, or - swallowing a huge lump lodge up on my throat here - have stupid butterflies flutter in my stomach? I'm seriously going to burn in fiery pits of hell for this. Minutes of silence followed as we walked, heading to the town's diner. Each step I took, I tried so hard not to dwell on it, but my mind was making it harder. 'Bra
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Chapter 8

DaltonSeeing Charlie again was like subjecting me to complete familiar heartbreak. I felt like I was transported back to being an eighteen-year-old, confronted with that excruciating pain of her rejection, knowing that she didn't feel the same way about me. I won't lie, it hurts like hell at how frosty she had regarded me. I was like an unwanted person that she wanted to expel out of her life like vomit. What was I expecting? That she would run into my arms and say she missed me like crazy? I would give anything in the world, even my arm and a leg just to hear her say that, but it was just wishful thinking. It would never happen again. A day after the confession, I was tempted to fight back and never give in to defeat. I'm a stubborn guy. I wanted to prove to Charlie that she would learn to love me and we could make it work if she would give me that sliver of a chance, that one single opportunity. But it was clear in her eyes that she only cared for me as a friend, so
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Chapter 9

Charlotte“Mrs. Parkerson?” I couldn't hide the surprise in my voice the moment I saw Dalton's mother. It’s been four years and her radiant beauty still took my breath away. She looked like she hadn’t aged a day. Tears welled in her eyes and without hesitation, she rushed towards me and gave me a tight hug. Ow, that’s going to leave a mark on my ribs. “Oh, honey...” she cooed and there was a slight crack in her voice. “I have missed you so much.” I smiled and let out a soft sigh. “Me too, Mrs. Parkerson. Me too.” Laughing softly, she let me go and laid her hands on both ends of my cheeks, squishing them together. “Look at you.” With her scrutinizing eyes, she roamed starting from my feet all the way to my head. “You look gorgeous, sweetheart, and you are so skinny! I am going to fatten you up, oh yes, I am going to. I'm going to bake you tons of your favorite goodies and shove them up your mouth. What were you eating in L.A.?!” “My
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