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This is going to be a 2 part story. So the ending is good, not sad, so hang in there!

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That was one feeling not everyone would get.
Everyone has a soulmate, it just depends if the person accepts that.
And when you don't, well that's when you find your greatest mistake.
But yet, when they don't choose you, that is their mistake, but it threatens your life.

Faith's POV

I found myself at the edge of the bed, in my tiny apartment, curled up in a fetal position. My soulmate, left me. I was fully accepting to his relationship goals and standards, but he was the one who chose her, over me. And yet it didn't kill him inside everyday, that he gave up the one thing that mattered, it killed me everyday. To feel the tear within my heart, the blood seeping deep, an internal wound that could never be stitched correctly.

Wet parades fell down down my face in waterfalls. I was dying slowly, sadness was burning me from the inside out, making my insides turn into ashes. I couldn't stop thinking about her. The woman he chose over me, the blonde bimbo that was more than likely a slut from Russia. He would stand beside me, fixing a plate for her, a sign of submission to the woman, which isn't respectable.

She would have that signature smirk on every time she saw me. I learned to hate her, no matter how nice she was to me, she always had bad modems for me. I kept myself away from her, but I wanted to be close to him so badly.

I heard a knock at the door, and I looked up from my bed. Who ever the heck it was, they weren't getting in.

"Go away. I'm not in the mood.." I heard footsteps heading away. Whoever it was thankfully went away. My tears still fell as the cut went much deeper in my heart thinking about all this. That woman took everything away from me, the one thing that really mattered. My mom always said to me, "Once you find that one thing in life that really matters, you won't know how to hold on, and it will slip away, leaving you more broken than before." That was right, my mom always hated me, but maybe she hated me for the same reason he did. I had flaws, I wasn't beautiful... At least I didn't think that I was.

There was another knock on the door. Who was it now.

"Who is it?!" I practically hissed out. The knocking stopped and a sigh could be heard through the door.

"Jane..." I groaned as I knew I couldn't deny my best friend. I hadn't seen her in a while, she has been in New York. I stood up shakily, taking my weak body over to the door to open the 2 locks. I stubbled and almost tripped trying to make it there. I hadn't ate in days, I've probably lost 20 pounds or more. As I made it to the door I leaned up against it and tried to unlock the door. After a few tries I got them undone and leaned back and opened the door. Jane sat there in her black leather jeans and her black leather jacket and a tight fitting, black, crop top. She always had that kind of outfit on because she did cross fit, so she had the body to wear something like that. As I looked up, I saw she was tearing up, she had a deep frown on. She stepped in and closed the door, she quickly brought me into a hug, supporting my body weight. Well what was left of my body weight.

"I'm so sorry hun. I don't know what it feels like, but I wish you never had to." She picked me up easily and set me on the end of the bed.
"I'm staying with you, at least until you can hold up your own weight. You'll eat at every meal and I'll bring back your heath. I'll sleep on the couch, but if you can't sleep, I'll sleep with you." I smiled weakly at my best friend's determination to help me.

"Thanks Jane." My voice was scratchy and weak as I finally realized how tired and hungry I was. I had sat in the same post for days after hearing about the engagement. I couldn't live with it, it hurt to much. It showed I no longer had any chance of being able to change his mind. I couldn't even try to get close because he... he didn't care about me, he cared about her.

"Earth to Faith..?" Jane was waving a hand in front of my face. I shook my head slowly, I was so malnourished that it made me woozy and dizzy. She grabbed me and steadied me before I fell off the bed.

"Listen, I know that your thinking about "that", but you know she's there to take his money. One day he'll realize he made a mistake to turn his back on you." I nodded and laid down on the bed.

"I've got to go get some clothes from home, I'll be back in 10 minutes, so why don't you try and sleep a little while." I nodded into the bed sheets and she pulled a blanket from the couch over me. I smiled weakly and as I heard the door close, and lock, I felt safe. I now had Jane to take care of me, so I slipped off into sleep, finally after 4 days.

I was in a lake. It was night, as the full moons shining face shown down on the lake. The stars keeping their light bright for gazers to look upon. I was floating in the lake, my clothes soaked and my hair tangled. A rope was tied around my hands and my feet. I tried to keep calm and float, hoping that mother nature wouldn't be ravenous in her race to take a toll on humans for all that we've done to her. My luck wasn't great and my body started to sink into the water. It was covering my eyes now, but I could still see a little, and my nose was just barely above water.

It was then I saw her face. The woman I hate most, and he was standing beside her on the bank, before my nose finally went below water and my body sank slowly. I remember my last breath of water, and then all became black.

I sucked in a breath and screamed as I shot up in my bed. Jane was by my side in seconds looking worried. I hugged her and started crying again.

"What happened?" She ask quietly. So I told her.

She looked so sad as she got up and went back over to the tiny kitchen I have. I could smell breakfast.

"Did I sleep all night?" Jane turned around and nodded.

"I figured you'd wake up as I came back in the door, but you were sound asleep, so I took your covers out from beneath you and put them over you, because I thought you could sleep better that way." I nodded and stood up weakly, slowly and shakily making my way to the kitchen bar. I sat down in one of the backed stools as Jane put food on a plate and handed it to me. I smiled and ate my breakfast as Jane ate across from me. It was good to have her here. At least I knew someone cared about me.

As I got finished, Jane took my plate and cleaned it. I wanted to read a little bit, so I grabbed the counter and lifted myself up. I felt a little better now that I had eaten, and I had slept so I felt like I could stand on my own two feet again. I shakily made it to the bookshelf and took off my favorite book, Fallen. It was part of a series that I had read many times. I sat down in a chair as Jane sat in from of me. My whole apartment was practically one room. The kitchen on the far left of the room, in the left center bed with a beanbag chair, we were sitting in the right side of the room, and the bathroom was a small separate room close to my bed.

I had been reading for hours and I finally got up to go to bed. Jane had made a little bed on the couch and had already fallen asleep. I got up and tucked myself in and fell asleep peacefully.

So there is a part two to this. So just wait, so thanks for reading this chapter!

As always I hope you enjoyed, I hope you have a great day and I'll see you in the next chapter!

~KennyandEmo~