I Remember When We Broke Up Novels & Stories

"Clara, you finally answered!" I'd never forget that voice. It was Avery. "Clara, do you know what today is?" She sounded like she was crying. "It's Adrian's death anniversary today. How could you forget?" His death anniversary? Adrian? "What did you just say? Adrian… is dead?" "Don't you remember? Three years ago, the day you two broke up…" The phone slipped from my hand. I clutched my head and sank into a crouch as the memories from when I was 18 crashed over me like a tsunami.

Hearing that, Lynette immediately looked at me nervously and even shook her head ever so slightly. I knew she didn't want me to announce that we'd broken up because it'd be embarrassing for her. But I said it anyway. After all, it was a fact. Why couldn't I be honest about it? "Lynette and I have broken up." The moment I said those words, Lynette's fork fell from her hand and clattered onto the floor. As she stared at me with reddened eyes, Zac burst into the room and hugged her. "See, Lynnie? He doesn't love you at all. He doesn't care that he's humiliating you in front of everyone."

Everyone knew we were meant to be. So it made no sense when, six months ago, he threw it all away. "What did you say?" My voice was barely above a whisper. Zane stared at me across the restaurant table, his expression unreadable. I had made this reservation months ago for our ten-year anniversary. "I think we should break up," he said. I blinked. My heart pounded in my chest. "Zane, is this supposed to be a joke? Because it's not funny, babe." "I'm not joking, Emilia."

“It’s not your fault. Life happens, you know? But seeing you now…it feels like maybe some things aren’t as gone as I thought.” I didn’t know what to say to that. The feelings of the past, of our breakup, of everything we’d been through, were all flooding back to me. But at the same time, there was that strange gap in my memory, that nagging feeling that we had met before—recently. And I couldn’t shake it. We stood there in silence for a moment, the weight of our past hanging in the air between us. Finally, I broke the silence. “You know," Damon began, leaning back against the wall, "there’s one memory I keep coming back to when I think about us. Remember that time in high school? When we tri

All the childhood memories started flooding inside him . He was really fond of her and they used to play around all summer . Mike was a little baby back then . They studied in the same school and sometimes ate lunch together . Then he started dating a girl who didn't like his proximity with Akira . So Akira stopped mingling much with him . Even after he broke up with her, Akira maintained the same distance as she was scared that people might think that she was the cause of their breakup .

Not even a year into our relationship, I got pregnant. Angrily, I pushed the plate away and propped my elbows on the table then covered my face. Two months since we broke up and I still did not forget about him. I knew he had forgotten me somehow because most nights, I wished I could wake up to a missed call or a text from him, telling me he wanted us back together.

I paused remembering the pain of that day. "A note telling me he was breaking up with me, and not to look for him anymore. Yet I had looked for him everywhere, only to end up with nothing. I loved him with my whole heart, and his taking off left me broken, and with nothing. Years later, I met a man. I thought everyone was doing good. We started a relationship as fuck buddies, but eventually, as time passed, it grew into something more. You see it was your best friend, Aiden." I could feel the rip of the wounds I had let heal.

But just like what she did to Honey and their other friends earlier, she ignored him. “Jada please, I can’t bear losing you. Please Ja, I beg you, please open the door. Let’s fix this,” he continued. She turned a deaf ear to his pleas. Jada can’t face him right now and she doesn’t know when she can. Maybe never and that would be better. What happened tonight hit her so bad. She knew the incident happened years ago. It’s been years since they broke up and she thought she had already forgotten about it.

Sunday night at Pinetop drew the biggest crowd of the summer. The fence along the front straight was four deep by dusk, and somebody had set up a grill in the infield selling burgers for cash, and the announcer, a man named Curtis who'd called every drift night at Pinetop for a decade, worked the crowd through a bullhorn because the PA system had died in June and nobody had fixed it.

“the moment I noticed you were out late, thinking you were with him, and maybe spend the whole night there, because you weren't picking up. But imagine my shock and anger when he told me you both broke up and he has no idea where you were,” ***