"Then why did you cheat on me, Michael?" Her voice finally softened.
                          
I shake my head, feeling all of the memories flooding back. The memories I had repressed since we got to Los Angeles. The memories I had replayed in my head over and over again after she left. Every good and bad memory. The memory of when she fixed me up in my bathroom. Of when she moved in. Of her and Bella playing together. God, she loved that dog.
                          
"Because I thought that you would leave me no matter what I did," I speak truthfully. 
                          
"You know damn well I would never have just left you. That's not who I was. Or am. You just wanted to hurt me."
                          
This makes my eyes snap up to meet hers. Does she really think that low of me. "And you know damn well I never wanted to do that. That necklace I gave you was also a symbol of me never wanting to hurt you."
                          
Henley's hand flies up to her chest where the key necklace still hangs. Her eyes are locked on my chest where the padlock sits. I expect her to rip off the necklace and scream at me some more. Please don't.
                          
To my surprise, she doesn't. She turns her back on me, her eyes locked on her stupid fucking boyfriend. God, I hate him. "I'll see you around, Duff," She says over her shoulder, practically running to Sav. I mentally roll my eyes. 
                          
"Wait!" Steven yells after her. 
                          
He runs up to Henley, pulling her into one of his signature bear hugs, leaving me standing like an idiot on the sidewalk by myself. They exchange a few words, smiles, and laughs. Stevie looks happier than he has since she left. He really does care for her as a sister. Savage eyes Steven wearily at first, but obviously realizes Stevie is more of her big brother. 
                          
After what feels like ages, Henley and her huge group walks off, leaving Steven to walk back to me, and leaving me in the dust. I watch as Savage exchanges a few words with her, a smile on her face while he looks concerned. His arm is thrown around her shoulders in a protective way. They stop. She shakes her head and leans up to give him a kiss. This makes him smile, and they continue to walk off into the night.
                          
I feel like I'm going to puke. That should be me. Not that douche. Henley was mine first. She loved me first.
                          
Then you shouldn't have fucked it up, a tiny voice in the back of my head says. 
                          
I know that voice is right, but I can't help the insane jealousy I feel when I see Henley with him. I'm still so fucking in love with her, it hurts. Her not being with me hurts. Everything hurts. 
                          
"Well, Henley agreed to go to lunch tomorrow," Stevie says, a grin on his face as he reaches me.
                          
I smile softly at how happy he looks. Having Henley back in our lives might be hurting me, but it's worth it to see how happy Steven looks right now. "I hope you have fun then."
                          
Steven shakes his head. "You're going with me. I want us all to be friends again. And maybe, just maybe, she'll be back in our lives again for good."
                          
"I don't think-."
                          
"Duff, I can tell how much you miss her. You miss her more than I could possibly imagine. Isn't it worth to just be friends with her?" Stevie looks behind him as the door to the bar opens. Axl, Izzy, and Slash walk out. All of them have smug looks on their faces. "You guys were friends before you were in a relationship, remember?"
                          
I sigh, looking down at my feet. "Yeah, I remember." I kick a rock. "But it killed me to just be friends."
                          
"You're going to have to get over that, Duffy boy. It seems that she's pretty happy with Savage."
                          
I roll my eyes at the sound of Axl's smug voice. "Fuck off man. You don't even fully understand."
                          
Axl laughs, throwing an arm around my shoulders. "I get it perfectly. Our poor, little Duff is love sick."
                          
Slash laughs. "Don't be such a pussy, man. Go bang a chick and I bet you'll forget all about her."
                          
Axl nods his head, then turn around to go back into the bar. Izzy, Slash, and Steven follow. Steven, however, didn't leave until he gave me bear hug. He definitely knows how to make someone feel better.
                          
I take my pack of cigarettes out of my jacket pocket, and light one. I take a long drag, feeling myself relax my tense muscles. If only forgetting Henley was as easy as Slash says it is. I can't just go get drunk or have sex with a girl and forget Henley. I love her so much that when I'm drunk, I think I see her everywhere. When I have sex, I immediately feel guilty. Everything reminds me of her. 
                          
She's the love of my life, and I will do anything to get her back.
                          
(A/N: so i was rereading this and started crying 😂)