Teardrops on My Guitar

A/N: This one is REALLY angsty. One-sided Ad/Zach. This one-shot was based on the last verse and chorus of Taylor Swift's "Teardrops on My Guitar." You could see it as sort of an alternate ending for the previous chapter, where, instead of Zach not moving on, he had moved on to someone else, causing Adriane to break her own heart.

Disclaimer: I do not own AvALon: Web of Magic nor Teardrops on My Guitar. They belong to Rachel Roberts and Taylor Swift respectively.

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Teardrops on My Guitar

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So I drive home alone

As I turn out the light

I'll put his picture down

And maybe get some sleep tonight

'Cause he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar

The only one who's got enough for me to break my heart

He's the song in the car I keep singing

Don't know why I do

He's the time taken up but there's never enough

And he's all that I need to fall into

As I wrote the last answer on my biology test, the dismissal bell rang. I got my stuff together, put my test on the teacher's desk, and hurried out. Some people were chatting in the parking lot, Kara and Emily included. They gave me sympathetic glances as I rushed by. As if I needed their pity.

I jumped into my convertible and started the engine, pulling out. For the past three weeks, I had been driving home to Ravenswood all alone. Emily and Kara had "things to do." Yeah, things to do that included their new friends they had made this year in high school. Friends I had yet to meet.

I made it home without crashing, miraculously. I fixed my self dinner, and stared at the the empty chair in front of me. The same spot Zach had sat in for the longest time until three weeks ago. I ate quickly, and then got ready for bed. I turned out the lights and sat on the window seat I had constructed for myself when I felt like strumming a tune. I picked up the picture of Zach that I had. I shook my head, setting the picture down. I needed to clear my head if I wanted any sleep tonight after I played this tune.

As I played the song, I began to cry. My tears spilled down my cheeks and dripped onto the beautiful acoustic guitar that I had received on my seventeenth birthday. I sobbed and continued to play the song that I had made myself, the song that I had played for Zach on his nineteenth birthday. he was the one who did this to me. He was the one that caused me to break my own heart. he's that song that you sang to, but you didn't know why you sang it.

He's the reason I wasted so much time writing songs and painting bright, beautiful murals. But all that effort had been wasted by the words that had crushed me so much.

"I'm in love."

He's those strong arms that I've fallen into so many times. But this time, I fell, and I'm still falling. And I'm falling hard.

But he'll never catch me. He'll never love me.

I wiped my tears and finished the song. I set my guitar to the side and climbed into bed. I gazed across the room to where the full moon brightened the spot where a picture of me and Zach sat on my dresser.

"You're the reason I cry. You're the reason for these teardrops on my guitar." I whispered to the picture, wishing it was him.