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Cassie's (Nina's) *POV*

"Wow...Ed, I'm...I'm speechless. This is amazing!" The two of us stand outside the house that I am apparently moving into. Now I am totally selling my old house. 

"Great! I'll give you some time alone with the house. I'll be in my house which is right across the street. Have fun, Nezzy." He smiles and walks out, leaving me alone in this amazing house.

"This is amazing..." I say again, walking in the living room, but I suddenly freeze as I see something in front of the glass sliding door. It's a person. The stand there, silent, hands in their pockets, as they stare outside, their back facing me. Tears fill my eyes, and my hands cup over my mouth as I notice the green and red jacket, black skinny jeans, red converse all-stars, and the noticeable tall black hair.

Not saying another word, I run up to him and take him in my arms, but I end up running into the glass door, going through him, "Dan?" I ask as I sit up, but when I turn back there is no one to see. My eyes wander the room, terrified, my mouth slightly open. I cling onto my knees, pulling them into my chest. I let the tears stream slowly down my cheeks as I realize once more that he is gone. I am going mad. 

Insane.

Dan is gone. 

He is dead.

"Yes I am, Cassie...or should I say Nina." I head shoots up to see Dan wearing the exact outfit I saw him in. He was leaning on the corner of the wall, arms crossed. His eyes will filled with tears, sadness, betrayal, hatred, and anger.

"But...you're dead. This is impossible. I'm crazy." 

"Sure," He shrugs, "You may be." Dan scoffs. I get to my feet, furrowing my eyebrows at his tone.

"This is the first conversation we have had in five years, and you are going to talk to me like I am just another doctor or nurse or any other asshole in the insane asylum? Well let me tell you something, Daniel Campbell Smith, I AM LETTING GO OF YOU!" The tears come out harder now, as I yell at him. He automatically stands up straight, uncrossing his arms, his eyes growing wide, and his facial expression turning from shocked to hurt. His face falls, a tear falling onto the hardwood floor.

"I hope you're happy." And next thing I know, I am in his arms, he is hugging me. But when I go to wrap my arms around him, he is gone. A piece of paper catches my eyes, as I lays alone on the floor.

I pick it up unfolding it, and I read it aloud:

Here's to the night I stood alone,

to the night I cried so hard I couldn't breathe,

to the night I prayed for you to come back to me,

and of course to the night you never looked back...

...Just never forget this:

Everyone thought I was over-reacting.

But what they don't get is how much of my life you really were.

You were much more to me then just another relationship down the drain. 

No, you were my past, my present, and my future.

You were my life.

-Dan

I look up from the paper, looking around the room once more for Dan, "Dan, if you are still here, I just hope you can hear this. I miss how close we used to be. I hate how far apart we have grown. I. Miss. Us. But also, I don't want to keep being the girl that keeps crying about the same things. You. I like to think that I am over you. I like to tell people I am over you. Sometimes, I convince myself that I am. The truth is, I'm really, really not. And when I am alone, I think how much I miss you. I still love you. Bust I don't want to love you anymore. I don't want to hurt anymore. Please, because waiting for you is like waiting for rain in a drought, useless and disappointing. It's so hard to forget someone who gave you so much to remember. And the pain...it's only getting worse. I can go days without talking to you, months without seeing you, but not a second goes by that I don't think about you. I lost you. It's like an organ, my heart, literally ripped out of my body...All I can feel is cold and empty...and my future slipping away. I love you and I always will."

"Cassie...the truth is, you never deserved me." I look up to see Dan standing in the hallway. He walks towards me until we are a few inches apart.

"I'm not Cass-"

"You will always be Cassie to me." Dan pulls me in, and next thing I know I feel something cold as death on my lips. Dan is kissing me. After five years. I close my eyes and wrap my arms around his neck. My arms don't fall through him. I can tough him. I can feel him. I can see him.

And he is here.

With me.