I looked down towards my phone. It'd been a month since I last saw Amy. I felt so fucking useless, no matter how hard I tried to reach her, I couldn't. It was clear enough that she had blocked my number as soon as she reached Manuel's house. She wasn't receiving my texts or calls. God, I just wanted to talk to her. I just wanted to explain what had happened. I couldn't lose her, it just hurt so much.

I had even tried to contact her directly, but I was pretty much banned from Manuel's house and the pet shop. Although I hardly believed that Amy was still working there, she was still recovering after all. My heart clenched at the thought of her, of how much she must be suffering. And that it was all because of me.

Of course, Daniel had some part in the matter, but I was the one that broke her heart, and it was killing me. I hated myself for it, and that was something that was new for me. I've always loved myself, I've never had confidence or low self-esteem issues. But now, here I was, feeling like the biggest bastard in the world.

I wasn't even trying to stop my tears at that point, it seemed like they were a part of me now, I had been crying for weeks on end after all. I didn't know what to do anymore.

I had never truly understood the meaning of 'heartbroken' until now, because it certainly felt like my heart was broken. I was continuously living with the feeling of pressure on my chest, like an incessant mild anxiety attack.

"Kate, honey." I heard my mom as she entered the room, I didn't bother to turn on the bed to face her, I didn't really want to move.

"Please sweetie, talk to us." My dad chimed in, I felt the bed tilting, signalizing that they had both sat on the edge of it. I just kept curled in a ball, crying my eyes out. I didn't want to talk, I didn't want to move, at this point I just wanted to cry myself to sleep.

"Kate, it's been weeks since you've locked yourself in your room. You know you can talk to us about anything, right?" My mom spoke again, after a few minutes. They had been coming into my room and asking me what was wrong for weeks now, but I never had the heart to answer. I tried to take a deep breath, but it only came in shaky.

"Nothing's wrong." I managed to say, I could almost see my mom rolling her eyes, even though I had my back turned to her.

"Yeah, right." She answered, and once again I tried to take a deep breath. I managed better than the last time, but it still came in a bit shaky.

"I'm in love with someone, but I fucked it up." I said finally, turning towards them. My mom smiled warmly back at me.

"It is that Amy girl, isn't it?" She asked, I didn't even question how did she know. She was my mother, she knew me better than anyone after all. I just nodded and continued crying.

My mom just pulled me into her and held me tight, while my dad caressed my head. They didn't ask for details or commented any further, they just made their best to comfort me.

"Honey, I know this is hard, but believe me when I tell you. Time will heal your broken heart." My mom whispered in my hair, and I could only pray that she was right.

I sighed looking down at my phone once again and noticed a small text message, from an unknown number. Just one phrase could be read. My heart nearly stopped.

International Airport, 9:30am. Go get her Kate.

"Okay, so where will these go?" Amber's voice rang through the room.

I looked back, she was holding a few kitchen utensils. We decided that, since she couldn't cook for shit, I would be getting all the kitchen appliances and utensils. Minus the microwave, which was the only thing she knew how to use properly.

Impressively enough, my break up with Amber went better than expected, way better. Of course, the first few weeks were the hardest, I was feeling hurt and betrayed and she was feeling hurt and guilty. But in the end, we talked things through.

Truth be told, taking out the odd kiss here and there and the sex once every fifteen days or so, our relationship hasn't changed much since we broke up. She was still my best friend, and even though she had cheated, I had to admit that, if our relationship had gone any further, I would probably be guilty of the same thing.

"Put that in a different box altogether, carefully, I don't want them getting broken before I even reach Boston." I said back, she smirked and nodded.

"Are you implying I'm clumsy?" She asked teasingly, not even a second later a few wooden spoons fell from her hands onto the floor. She smiled sheepishly.

"Never mind, I see your point." She said as she started to gather them. I laughed as I helped her.

"Now, let's all take a little time to thank God you didn't go into the medical field. I mean, can you imagine you doing surgery?" I teased her and she furrowed her eyebrows.

"What? I would be a great doctor!" She tried to defend herself, but only accomplished to make us both laugh our asses off. I had to admit, I was going to miss her, not as my partner, but as my friend.

"Sure you would Amber." She rolled her eyes at me.

"Well, you're lucky I prefer law, or you would have some pretty nasty competition coming your way." She joked and I laughed alongside her.

"You know what, I'm actually going to miss your annoying little ass." I said, she smiled brightly and walked closer, pulling me into a hug.

"Well, I could always come up and visit you." She said and I nodded.

"Of course you will! Who do you think is going to help me get settled? God, I can't believe I'm moving tomorrow! It seems like a dream." I sighed, finally flopping down on the couch, Amber took her seat by my side.

"How are you feeling about it?" She asked, I breathed in deeply. Honestly, I couldn't be happier. There was only one thing that was bringing me down.

"I'm happy." I said finally and Amber smirked.

"Why do I feel like there's a 'but' coming?" She asked, I rolled my eyes, damn criminal lawyers and their weird mind-reading powers.

"Just thinking about one of my patients, she was supposed to have come see me in the hospital but she missed the last two appointments and she hasn't returned my calls. I mean, there wasn't much left in her treatment besides the physiotherapy sessions, which I can only hope she has being going to, but still. I worry." I vented, Amber just stared at me wide eyed.

"Where did this rant come from?" She asked curiously, and soon enough a small smile formed on her face.

"Diana, do you have a crush on one of your patients?" She asked and I stiffened up in place.

"What? Are you crazy, of course not!" I lied, but she saw right through me.

"You know my job basically consists on catching liars, right?" She asked again and I huffed.

"I do not have a crush on one of my patients Amber. Do you realize how unprofessional that would be?" I lied, my voice getting slightly high-pitched.

"I don't believe you." She pressed on and I sighed.

"I don't okay? I just worry about her, I mean she came to the hospital badly beaten and she's just seventeen, I can only wonder about her situation at home and..." I was cut off by Amber who was eyes me suspiciously.

"Oh my God Diana, I knew you liked them young, but seventeen? Be careful there babe, you don't want me prosecuting you, do you?" She teased, I rolled my eyes.

"I already told you Amber, there's nothing going on between Amy and I, plus I won't even see her again, seeing as I am moving to Boston tomorrow." Amber nodded and didn't press the subject further, but I could almost see the little gears turning in her head.

"Fine, I'll drop it, but it's just because we still have to finish packing. I mean, could you have procrastinated more?" She teased again, I rolled my eyes.

"I was working." I answered simply and she groaned.

"Like always." She muttered, I huffed and pulled her up the couch.

"Come on, let's finish packing you."

"Amy, you have to take it!" Manuel squealed, holding on a pair of very short shorts, I rolled my eyes.

"Manuel, I will not take this!" I said again. Blushing at the mere thought of wearing something as revealing as that. Manuel sighed.

"Come on Amy, it's university, you know how many babes will be there, just waiting for you?" He beamed and I forced myself not to roll my eyes. I knew he was just trying to help, but I was nowhere near to moving on.

"Forget it El." I said again, but he just smirked and folded the shorts tightly before putting it into my suitcase. I sighed but didn't protest, it might be in my luggage but it didn't mean I was going to wear it.

"Okay, Amy dear, do you have everything?" Maria asked, trying to suppress a sniff, João brought her closer. I smiled sweetly up at them.

"Yes, I think I do." I said finally zipping up my suitcase and looking back at the three of them. It was clear enough that they were in fact my family. And I couldn't even begin to explain how much I was going to miss them. But I knew that this was the right thing to do, I just knew it.

I hadn't seen Katherine in a month, and even though I tried my hardest not to think about her. Still her face haunted my mind.

I just wanted to forget her, but honestly, I wouldn't know if that was possible. Because as much as I tried to deny it, part of me still loved her. You just don't fall out of love with someone that easily. And I hated myself for it.

"I can't believe our little girl is going away to university. We're so proud of you Amy!" João said, a small tear running down his face. I felt my heart clench, I was going to miss them so much.

"I wouldn't be able to if it weren't for the three of you. You guys are my rock." I said back, hugging them all as tightly as I could. I had to enjoy my last night here, I didn't know when would be the next time I'd see them.