If Heaven were on Earth

Nikki's POV:

*1 month later - December 2014*

After the original chaos that was my breakup with Andy, things went bad for awhile, today, nothing is really any better, but it's a step in the right direction, I hope.

The first week I spent in blissful denial, spending my time ignoring the constant ache in my heart, the pounding in my head. I threw myself into my schoolwork and writing, finding even more inspiration than ever for my story. After the first dreaded week however, things quickly went awry, and the true intensity of the situation hit my like a flash of lightning in a stark sky. Sudden and deadly.

I did the typical girl thing after a breakup. I cried and ate ice cream (chocolate, Andy's favourite) and re-watched the Notebook so many times I memorized every line (not that I didn't know them before). I kept all the lights off in my empty house; my parents had left for the month, something about a company retreat that they had neglected to tell me about, but I didn't mind, because I was allowed to wallow in my sadness without any interruptions.

Well, Cody and the guys came over usually on a daily basis to check if I was still alive. They knew how hard I had taken Andy's distance, and looked out for me after the ordeal. Oli and Alex were exceptionally helpful, taking my mind off of the hurt and brining brief moments of laughter to my bland day. Cody and Amy were kind enough to bring over my missed schoolwork when I refused to show up, and Amy even opted to stay over with Lisa and Sylvia on occasion. Those nights we would paint our nails and watch sappy love movies and then cry together. The whole thing was fulfilling, and then I remembered that I had nothing to look forward to at the moment.

I heard brief snippets of how andy was from Matt. Apparently, he took the breakup both good and bad. Some days he was too high or stoned to even notice anything was missing from his life, the days he remained sober (which weren't many) he would just lock everyone out, before smoking an entire packet of cigarettes in the span of an hour.

I didn't see him at school as much, mostly because I strived to avoid anything associated with my ex. Other than that though, things were pretty much unchanged. Really it just seemed like I had gone back in time to a time before I was happy, before Andy. I got back into the habit of shying away from people, especially since news of our breakup quickly scattered the school, and i was a target once again.

I cut myself again. Not that I ever stopped. But this time, it felt different, even more empty and numbing than before. Maybe that was just my broken heart talking.

Week three I got out of bed and pampered myself. I took a long relaxing bubble bath and used my mom's hidden, yet very expensive oils for my hair and body. Consequences be damned. I then put on a facial mask, and gave myself a proper manicure and pedicure. I did everything i could to make myself even better than the version of myself that I was with Andy. Everything I could to make myself forget him, no matter how painful it was.

Week four I laughed. I had gone to school for the whole week and had made it successfully to Friday. That lunch period, I spent with Cody out on the field. The autumn weather had quickly dispersed last night, as delicate, white flakes drifted down from the heavens, painting the sleepy town in white. Cody and me had an impromptu snow ball fight, where we hurled clumps of the frozen water at each other.

I giggled as I accidentally hit him in the face, and darted away from his approaching form. Cody tackled me an pinned my arms as he threw snow into my hair, and I squirmed beneath him, trying to pry him off.

"Cody!" I gasped through my laughter, "get off you asshole!"

"Hmm, what was that Nicole? Was that name-calling I heard?"

I bite my lip to stifle my laughter and the sarcastic remark, nodding my head.

"hey! get off of her!" A new, all too familiar dee voice calls anxiously.

Cody turns his head just in time for Andy to haul the younger boy up by his coat, dangling him precariously off the ground. Startled, I scramble to stand up and I try to pry Andy and Cody apart.

"andy! Put him down, now," i command him.

His eyes soften as his gaze slips to mine, and for a brief moment he looks like he is willing to obey, but he merely tightens his hold on Cody.

"What the fuck do you think you were doing? Forcing yourself on her, you dick," he spits.


I glower at my ex-boyfriend in pure anger, "Andy! Put him down now!"

I'm shocked when he actually does as I ask, and he turns expectantly to me as Cody catches his breath. "Well?"

I huff in response, "how dare you hurt Cody like that! He wasn't hurting me, we were having a snowball fight. Not that what happens to me and what I do are important to you anymore."

"important to me? Are you fucking kidding me? You broke up with me, remember? Without so much as a reason!" He growls.

I cross my arms over my chest, returning his icy glare, "you could've fought for us instead of getting high all the time. That a good enough reason for you?"

"What the hell are you talking about? I never did anything like that."

"But now you do, and you used to with Danny. You'd just leave for hours, without a call or text. You hurt me more than anyone has ever hurt me. Remember that night when you couldn't come over, and you ignored all of my calls and texts? My dad threw my down the stairs that night."

That's it. I've rendered him speechless.

His next word are shaky, "w-what?"

"you weren't there for me. you were never there. Now if you excuse me, I need to go to class. Come on Cody."

With that, I grab cody's hand and tug him quickly towards the building, although I have no intention of returning to school at the moment.

Notes

I'm back everyone!
First off, thank you to all your concern about my mom, she's doing a bit better but is still a little unstable.
My show was amazing! I loved the whole experience, and am sad that it's over!

Nikki and Andy are over, and Andy's getting stoned all the time. This story is actually almost over, but I have one dilemma. Whenever I make a sequel, I never get as many subscribers or votes as the first one. So what's with that?

Other than that, I hope you all have a fabulous weekend!