I folded the hoodie I borrowed from Bobby and placed it into the box with the rest of his things he had left here. Having his stuff around wouldn't help with the moving on process. I checked everything twice, making sure I hadn't missed anything. Glancing down at the box I grew emotional. I left my room and walked into my grandmothers vacant one, closing the door behind me. I needed comforting and she wasn't here so this is where I went to feel close to her. Grabbing ahold of her blanket, I lay down on her bed, her scent still faintly lingered. I closed my eyes just for a moment. Everyone I cherished dearly I've lost in some way. I imagine her arms wrapped tightly around me, telling me everything will be ok. I left once I felt a little better.

I grabbed the box and ran downstairs, sneaking past my parents and out the door. I placed the box in the back seat of my car and climbed into the drivers seat. It didn't take long for me to pull up at Bobby's house. His bike wasn't here, thank god! I got out of the car, grabbed the box and walked up to the front door. I placed the box onto the ground and knocked three times.

"Lucy? Come in" His dad answered and said.

"Oh no Mr Brown, I'm good. I just wanted to return Bobby's things" I sadly handed him the box. He looked back at me with his own sad expression.

"I really hoped you guys would've worked things out" He crossed his arms over his chest.

"Would you?" I mumbled and he sighed.

"Well I'm sad to see you go. You were a great fit for my son. And I want to apologise for his and my wife's actions" I forced myself to smile politely at him.

"Who's at the door?" I heard Bobby's mom approaching us. She didn't look too pleased to see me. "Oh, hello Lucy"

"Anyway, I better go" I told them, mostly Bobby's dad. "I want to also thank you both for allowing me into you home and I wanted to thank you Mr Brown for being so welcoming"

"You're welcome. Lucy!" I turned back and lifted my head. "Don't ever change! I see why my son is so crazy about you" I thanked him before turning and walking back to my car.

-

"Turn it up" Ella said. We were sat at her house watching whatever movie we could find. I wasn't interested in the movie, I didn't want to be here considering my head was pounding and I was still upset over Bobby. But the girls demanded I be with them, instead of being on my own dwelling.

"What the hell are we even watching?" Georgia asked.

"I have no idea" Ella muttered.

"Are you ok? You're really quiet" Lauren asked. I nodded my head even though I was lying. I wasn't ok. I couldn't stop picturing Bobby and Lisa together, no matter how hard I tried.

"Have you thought about talking to him?" Georgia asked. I sighed and sat up.

"No. Like I said last night, I have nothing more to say to him" I answered in a low voice, picking at my nails.

"Can I say my opinion?" Lauren spoke up.

"What?"

"You know I love you, you're my best friend. And because I'm your best friend I'm gonna be honest. I really do believe that he loves you Lucy. I could just tell how sorry he was" I frowned. "I know he cheated, cheating is cheating but I don't think you should throw your relationship away over a kiss"

"To be honest, I agree. I mean if we remember correctly, didn't you guys kiss when he was seeing Lisa?" Ella added. I glared at her hard but she did have a point.

"If your boyfriend's cheated on you would you forgive them so easily?" Georgia asked the two and they both instantly shut up.

-Bobby's P.O.V-

I parked my motorcycle outside my house and took out my keys. I had been with the guys all day, they constantly scolded me for my mistake last night, even though I already felt awful about what I did. I couldn't even forgive myself. I opened the front door, heading into the kitchen and took out a carton of juice.

"Hello dear, how was your day?" My mom cheerfully asked, walking in with plates in her hands. I scowled at her and she look taken aback. This was her fault too!

"Fine." I spat harshly. I slammed the refrigerator door shut and made my way out.

"Don't slam my stuff!" My mom yelled after me. I ignored her, rolling my eyes.

"Bobby" I heard my dad call my name. I stopped on the first step and turned to him. "You should know that Lucy stopped by earlier" I instantly perked up but then mentally kicked myself, I should've been here.

"What did she say?" I hurriedly asked him.

"Not much but she umm dropped off your stuff" He regretfully told me.

My heart sank and I rushed up to my room. A box sat on my bed. I sniffed and walked over to it, pulling out what was inside. A few T-shirts, a hoodie, one of my cologne bottles I had left there and finally the dress I had brought her last night. She really did look beautiful last night, I screwed up terribly. I dropped the dress onto my bed.

"Fuck!" I screamed, kicking my bed frame. I sat on the ground, my back against my chest of drawers holding my head in my hands.