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Chapter 3:

Jade's P.o.v

I open the door to my dorm rooms find Jesy watching TV.

I toss my backpack onto the bed, and fell on the couch with a sigh.

"Tired?" I hear Jesy say.

"Very." I reply.

"It's your first day, you'll get used to it." She states, eyes still on the television.

"So, there's a party on Friday at the fraternity, you should come. It'll be fun!" She looks at me and smiles."

"I don't know, Jess...I've heard of college party being...rough." I say.

"Oh, come on! The parties here aren't even that bad!" She pleads.

"Ugh, maybe." I sigh.

"Well, think about it, okay? I'll be there too, so you're not entirely alone anyway ." She says.

"Yeah, I'll think about it." I say.

A party? I don't think so.

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Unknown P.o.v

I walk forwards the empty building with an angry demeanor.

I huff in air, and I clench my jaw, in hopes these angry thoughts will go away, soon at least.

I stop right before the building's entrance, and I clench my fists, and hit the wall near the door.

I sit down, and hug my knees close to my chest, and drown in my thoughts.

Why did he do that? Why? Why me?

You weren't good enough, that's why.

A tear rolls down my face, and I burry my face in my knees.

I will never be good enough, I will never find love. No matter what I do.

I stay in that position for a while, until an idea pops into my head.

I get up from my spot on the ground and walk into the abandoned building.

I find the light switch and I turn it on.

The light is dim, but enough so I can see the outline of the object I'm here for.

I step deeper into the freezing room, and I sit down on the wooden bench.

I move my hands up to feel the keys, and play a couple of notes.

The beautiful sound of the hammer hitting the strings, make me feel at peace.

The piano is my escape.

I start to play the first few chords of a song that I wrote.

I sing out the first few words.

In my memory, all the small things, like daggers in my mind

In my memory, while my head bleeds, the words I'll never find

That I always meant to say to you but I can't

Cause you turned your face, and now I can't feel you anymore

Turn your face, so now I can't see you anymore

Walk away until you're not standing at my door

Turn your face, walk away, and stay

Turn your face, ohhh

In my memory, I was hurting long before we met

In my memory, there's still burning fingerprints you left

And I always meant to say to you I can't

Suddenly I was interrupted by a crash, coming from outside the room.

What was that?

I walk out of the room into the hallway, and see nobody. Not another soul here.

Well that's weird.

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