Driven Away

She was broken. Inside and out. Her heart, her memories, everything she thought to be truth, shattered before her as he said those words to her.

"I don't love you, Serena. I just don't anymore."

She had known it was coming, their relationship had been going downhill ever since her grandmother died, but to actually have it be reality, right in her face, was too much. She tried to hold back her tears as she watched him walk down the muddy soccer fields. The snow had left most of the grass dead or drowned in mud. The chilly November winds made her hair whip around in torrents and stick to her face as she let the river of sadness fall down her face.

Be strong, Serena, he's not worth it, she told herself, though she knew it wasn't true. He was worth it, every ounce of it, and now, he was gone.

She wept as she drove aimlessly around, her eyes puffy red and unfocused. Her shattered spirit led her as she left logic behind.

"Two years," she said to herself. "Two years I stayed with him. Through everything! Couldn't he see that I loved him, probably even more than I loved myself. What happened? Did he find someone else? Was it me? Did I tell him too much?" Serena had many secrets, some, no one knew except her, but some of them she spilled out to him. Like when she used to sit in her garage with the car motor running trying to kill herself, or how her uncle had molested her. She let him into the deepest caverns of her heart. She let him in, and he destroyed her.

Frustrated, she slammed her fist down on the steering wheel, trying to figure it out. She turned on the car and started driving. She didn't know where to, exactly, but her subconscious led her to his house. She stopped and stared, wondering what he was doing. If he was regretting what he did, or if he was already with a new piece of meat. She had finally talked herself into thinking that's all she was to him—a piece of meat. The thought made her so angry she floored the car, and drove to the edge of the Mesa.

Desperate, she tried to steady herself and breathed deeply. She closed her crying eyes, stepped on the gas peddle and drove into the oblivion.