You better believe that we partied for days once we got back home. Nick hosted parties almost every day for a week.

I was sitting in the living room with the boys. Logan, Nick, Tommy, and Connor came over that Sunday.

A phone rang and we looked around to find who's it was.

"Cor, it's yours. Who's Christian?" Logan asked and looked at my phone.

"Oh gimmie" I clapped as I prepared for him to toss it to me. He tossed it to me and I ran upstairs.

"Hey Christian." I chirped into the phone.

"Hey mama. What did you give Will?" He asked seriously.

I furrowed my brows in confusion. "What do you mean? I didn't give him anything."

"Well there's ripped up wrapping paper and a paper ball that has your named signed at the bottom." He explained.

I thought back. His birthday present. I gave it to him the day of the fight and he promised he'd open it on his birthday.

"It's his birthday present I gave him the day before he left" I explained. "Is there a bracelet anywhere around there?"

I heard some rustling and then Christian's voice. "No I don't see a bracelet. Is that the gift?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yeah it is. Text me if you see it." I told him.

"Okay I will." He told me.

"Christian, I don't know what to do. I am in love with Will, but he doesn't talk to me. He won't apologize. He doesn't call or text me. I want to be with him for the rest of my life, but right now it doesn't seem like we're gonna get over this bump in the road. How are we gonna make it for life, if we can't make it now? I don't want our relationship to end over something so stupid."

"Cora, we all know that one of the major things needed to keep a relationship going is communication. Right now you aren't talking and your relationship is not so great. Will doesn't know that you want to talk to him. He thinks you don't want to talk him"

I sat on my bed and sighed. "He should want to fix this. How will he if he doesn't pick up the phone and call me?" I asked.

"Communication isn't a one way street. It goes both ways." He said.

"Why do I have to call him? He's the one who argued with me and he has to apologize" I scoffed.

"So you're telling me you didn't say anything you need to apologize for and tell him you didn't mean it?"

I stayed silent. He was right. I said a lot that I didn't mean. I didn't want him to leave.

"I told him to leave and come back when he stopped trying to dictate my life" I said softly. "I didn't want him to actually leave. I wanted him to push back and tell me that he was staying until we fixed it. He didn't even try to come back or say goodbye. He didn't want to come back."

"Cora, you told him to leave. So that's what he did. He didn't know what you really wanted."

"Why are you defending him Christian? He's the one who initiated the whole fight. Don't pick sides"

"Woah woah woah!" He exclaimed. "I'm not picking sides! I'm merely giving you a second perspective. As a guy I have to say, when girls say one thing and mean a completely different thing, it is really confusing for the simple minded, still developing their brains guys. Girls are confusing."

He has a point.

He sighed. "Look Cora, all I'm saying is that Will doesn't know what you want. So he's going off of what you told him. You're mad and didn't want to talk to him. The only way to change that is calling him yourself and telling him what you want, or else your relationship is going to continue like this"

Maybe he was right. I need to call Will. He needs to know that I want to fix our relationship. He needs to know that I want him. I want him to talk to me. I want him to be with me. I want him to spend the rest of our lives with me. I want him to know he's mine.

"Okay Christian I get it. You're right. I have to call him."

"Thank you for finally doing something. I have to go Will is going to be back soon and I have to shower."

"Okay well bye, Christian. Thank you for the great advice"

"You're welcome mama. Bye" He said and hung up to go get in the shower.

Will was still at practice. I had to wait until he got back. I opened the door to see Logan on the other side about to knock on the door.

He was startled and hid his hands in the pocket of his jeans. "Hey Cor, I came to check on you. You've been gone for a while." He said sheepishly.

"I was just talking with Christian." I said.

"About what?" He asked curiously. What did it matter to him?

"Nothing much, we were just talking. Let's get back downstairs." I told him and lightly pushed him away from my room.

We walked downstairs together.

"She lives" Tommy said in a weird voice.

I laughed and rolled my eyes at him. I sat back down where I was before Christian called. We sat and watched movies and talked until everyone had to go home. Connor was the first to go to get dinner ready for Lena. Tommy and Nick left to eat dinner with their families. Logan was the last to leave.

It was a make your own dinner night so I decided to skip it since I wasn't that hungry. I needed to shower and shave so I went and did that. I turned on my Christmas music and sang my heart out to it when I was in the shower. I changed into my Christmas pajamas.

Yes, I was in my pajamas before dinner. They're comfortable.

I walked back down to the living room. Carter was sitting alone on the couch.

"Did you know Remi was going to Colombia?" He asked me.

I nodded. "Only at half time though. She was antsy the entire game until she got that email. That's how Sky found out." I answered.

"How do you feel about her being so far away? How did you do this with Will for so long?" He put his hands over his face and sighed.

"Because we loved each other no matter what happened. You and Remi love each other and if you love her the way I think you do, then you will find a way to make it work I promise"

"So are you and Will going to make it work?" He asked.

"Yes we are because we love each other and I'm gonna marry him one day." I told him in full confidence.

Couples go through ups and downs, but that doesn't mean they love each other any less. I still loved Will and I truly believed that I would marry him one day.

"Thanks Cor. I should probably go talk to her" he hugged me and hopped up. He grabbed the keys and left the house.

I took a deep breath. I needed to call Will.

As if he read my mind from Indiana, my phone lit up with his contact popping up on the screen.

I answered the phone and put it up to my ear. "Hello?" I asked.

I was met with silence. "Hello?" I asked a second time. "Will?"

"Cora, we need to talk." He said deeply in the other side of the phone.

"I agree." I said.

"Cora, I love you. I want you to know that. Do you know that?"

I nodded. "Yeah. I know that."

"I don't think we should be together anymore." He spat out.

Everything I was about to say just vanished from my mind. My body sulked and tears welled up in my eyes.

"What?" My voice broke.

"Cora, you deserve way more than I can give you. You deserve the world and I can't give it to you. You deserve someone who isn't me. Someone who doesn't get jealous or create an argument out of nothing. I'm not right for you. I can't be your one day."

"So your just breaking up with me? That's your conclusion. You're just going to forget about this past year and a half?"

I had sat back into the couch and ran my hand through my wet hair. Tears were pouring down my face.

"I'm not forgetting anything. I love you too much to let you spend the rest of your life with someone who doesn't make you happy and can't give you what you want or deserve."

"You make me happy, Will. This was just a bump in the road."

"This isn't about the fight. It's about your letter. I could never mesure up to the guy you wrote that letter about. You need to find someone who can be that for you. It's not me."

I cried. "This is it?"

There was a bout of silence. "I'm sorry Cora. I do love you." He said as his voice cracked.

That was the end of the conversation. My heart got ripped out, stomped on, torn into little pieces and thrown on the floor in front of me all within those couple minutes.

My phone fell from my hands and I cried. My heart felt empty. I didn't know what to do.

I was madly in love with him. Hell, I still am. He broke up with me because he thought he wasn't good enough. In reality, he's better than any one else in the world would be.

He made me smile more than anyone. I know I could trust him more than anyone. He made me laugh. He comforted me. He loved me. No one in the world could do what he did better than him.

He is my one day. That's what the letter explained, but I guess he didn't get that or believe it.

"Hey Coco, I'm back I forgot my-" Carter said as he opened the door and came barging in. He stopped when he saw my state. "What's wrong?"

His face immediately morphed into worry. He sat next to me on the couch and wrapped his arms around me.

I was too broken to speak. I leaned into his touch and cried. He combed his fingers through my hair. It would pull every now and than, but it felt like nothing compared to what I'm feeling right now.

"Sh sh Sh" he whispered soothingly in my ear.

We sat there forever like that. I was in my brothers arms. Eventually my eyes dried out of tears and I sat there staring into space.

"Tell me what happened" Carter said after I hadn't made a sound for a while.

"Will called me. He said he loved me but I deserved better than him." I spoke softly. My voice was hoarse from crying.

"I'm gonna kill him." Carter spat as he curled up his fist in anger.

"No don't. I need you with me. Please don't leave" I begged him. He calmed back down and relaxed into the couch.

"I promise I won't leave you" he whispered and kissed my head. "I love you Coco. I'm always here for you no matter what you need."

"Thanks bubba" I whispered.

I could feel my eyelids getting heavy. My blinks lasted longer and longer.

"Let's get you in bed" Carter whispered. He picked me up bridal style and I let him. My body was exhausted from all the crying.

He got me on my bed and threw my blanket over me. Bandit jumped up and laid with me.

My eyes started to close and I knew sleep was extremely close. "I love you Coco" Carter whispered into my ear and kissed my forehead.

That was the last thing I heard before my eyes shut.