Ghost In The Mirror

Josh's P.O.V.

"What is wrong with you?" I yelled, slamming her door. I had dragged her home after the scene she caused at school. To make matters even worse, the one person I was trying to protect her from saw everything. "Why would you do something like that?" I was now pacing the room, tugging at my hair, and letting angry tears fall past my lids at the thought of them calling social services right now. "I can't believe you did that." I whispered, now turning to look at her only to find that she wasn't their.

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as I walked towards her bedroom, stopping at the door frame. She had suitcases lined up on her bed and clothes pooling out of them. "What are you doing?" I questioned, rubbing the tears off my face.

"Packing." She answered bluntly, her voice cracking halfway through the word. She looked over at me sadly before continuing to fold the clothes and putting them away in the cases.

I shook my head sadly before walking behind her and wrapping my arms around her tiny waist. "Please stop." I begged. "Don't give up." I grabbed her wrists and turned her around so I could pull her into a hug. "We can still fix this." I lied. We couldn't. We were to far in. We could still fight back though.

"Josh, Im not giving up. Im only trying to make you happy again." She explained. I felt a wet spot form on my shoulder as I had realized that she was crying.

"How am I suposed to be happy without you?" I voiced, feeling the urge to cry again. I wont let her go. I can't do that. She's my everything. I would jump in front of a train for her.

"It'll be just like you never met me." She reasoned, pulling away a bit so she could look me in the eyes. "You'll have all the guys back. You'll all be friends again. You wont need me."

"Tarra, I didn't tell you I love you because I felt like I had to. I said it because I meant it. I love you. I love you annoying little pet peeves. I love it when you smile while I kiss you, even though it makes me feel like your gonna bite me. I love how smart you are. I love it when you get into arguements with our teachers and you call them dumb. I love the way your hand fits in mine. It's like were the metal version of Barbie and Ken. I love it when you get excited. It could brighten anyone's mood for a month. I love how persistant you are. I love everything about you." I let her go and started pacing again. "Do you really think you mean that little to me?"

"Josh, I love you to." She says, wiping stray tears from under her eyes. "You mean everything to me to. I've only caused you and everyone else problems though. Ryan and Ariel almost broke up because of me. You can't see your friends because you're protecting me. Chris has only gotten angrier about the whole thing. Im sure after today he's going to be pissed. Ryan's still barely talking. Once I go things will be back to normal." She replies. "It's the best for everyone."

"No it's not." I shook my head and stopped pacing. I looked her dead in the eyes through my blurred vision. No matter how many times I blinked the tears kept welling up to the point that I couldn't see. "We don't want you gone!"

"I have to." She whispered. I shook my head again. She sat on her bed. Her head fell into her hands as she let out a choked sob. "I have to." She sobbed.

I sat by her and pulled her into my arms. She straddled my lap, burying her head into the crook of my neck, repeating, 'I have to,' over and over.

I heard a door shut. I didn't think much of it as I was still trying to convince Tarra that leaving wasn't an option. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I heard someone shout. I looked up and saw Chris standing in the door frame along with everyone else.

"Chris, I-" I cut myself off with a loud sob. I can't even talk about Tarra leaving without a new wave of tears forming. "You can't do this Tarra. Please." I cried, clutching her lighter to me.

"Im so sorry." She sobbed, clutching my shirt into her fists.

I looked up at Chris and the rest of my friends. "Im so sorry." I pleaded. I know that isn't enough. They need an explanation as well as Tarra. She needs to know what actually went down and who it involved.

It's gonna be a long day.

Notes

So guys, two days. Im sorry. I have excuses though! I had Anti-Homecoming at my house for all my friends as I. I had to clean the whole house, which is a two day job, by myself. The we all played truth or dare for like five hours. Needless to say, my face was shoved into quite a few crotches. They all had pants on, thankfully. I wouldn't have done it if they didn't. It was the most awkward experience of my life. I got one of my friends to make out with a deer head though. So it was well worth it. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. :) Comment please!