When I Thought My Life Would Never Get Better, chapter 1
It just had to be like this didn't it. All I ever wanted was to have someone that I could always count on, someone that I could talk to when I was feeling down. She did it anyway. After all the persuading and all the tears, she still did it. I still remember that day...
Flashback
I was still sleeping when my phone rang. I picked it up with a yawn and answered the phone. It was my best friend Pam, and she was in tears.
"Pam, what's wrong?"
"Why did he do it, June?" she sniffled. At first I had no clue what she was talking about, but then I remembered. Her brother had gotten drunk at a party and tried to drive home exactly a year ago. He crashed into another car, killing himself and all his friends that were with him and the young, pregnant woman and her two year old in the other car.
"I don't know why he did it, but you can't live in the past babe. You got to move on. Yes it was a stupid move to drive while drunk, but you couldn't do anything about it! Hell, you didn't even know that he was at the party!"
"I know," she said quietly, "but I miss him so much. He was more than just a family member. He was my friend!"
"Pammy, I don't know what to say. How 'bout we go down to the park and talk, 'Kay?"
"No... I don't feel like doing anything. I don't feel like living anymore. I've felt lonely long enough."
"I'm here for you!" I said, worry creeping into my voice.
"I know you are June, but it's not enough. I just can't take it. Goodbye." She hung up the phone. I screamed and burst into tears, and shot out the front door not caring that I was still in my pyjamas. I sprinted the whole two miles to Pam's house in less than ten minutes. I barged through her front door out of breath. Her parents weren't home as usual. I open the door to her bedroom to find it empty. I then went to her brother's room.
There she lay, on her brother's bed. I walked up to her and saw that there was a slit through her neck, but she was still barely breathing. The tears dripped down my cheeks as I looked at her, and I hugged her. I could have called 911, but I didn't. I knew it was already too late.
"J-June... " She whispered. "I'm s-so f-fuckin' sor-sorry... "
She died then. Right in my arms...
Flashback
I was still sleeping when my phone rang. I picked it up with a yawn and answered the phone. It was my best friend Pam, and she was in tears.
"Pam, what's wrong?"
"Why did he do it, June?" she sniffled. At first I had no clue what she was talking about, but then I remembered. Her brother had gotten drunk at a party and tried to drive home exactly a year ago. He crashed into another car, killing himself and all his friends that were with him and the young, pregnant woman and her two year old in the other car.
"I don't know why he did it, but you can't live in the past babe. You got to move on. Yes it was a stupid move to drive while drunk, but you couldn't do anything about it! Hell, you didn't even know that he was at the party!"
"I know," she said quietly, "but I miss him so much. He was more than just a family member. He was my friend!"
"Pammy, I don't know what to say. How 'bout we go down to the park and talk, 'Kay?"
"No... I don't feel like doing anything. I don't feel like living anymore. I've felt lonely long enough."
"I'm here for you!" I said, worry creeping into my voice.
"I know you are June, but it's not enough. I just can't take it. Goodbye." She hung up the phone. I screamed and burst into tears, and shot out the front door not caring that I was still in my pyjamas. I sprinted the whole two miles to Pam's house in less than ten minutes. I barged through her front door out of breath. Her parents weren't home as usual. I open the door to her bedroom to find it empty. I then went to her brother's room.
There she lay, on her brother's bed. I walked up to her and saw that there was a slit through her neck, but she was still barely breathing. The tears dripped down my cheeks as I looked at her, and I hugged her. I could have called 911, but I didn't. I knew it was already too late.
"J-June... " She whispered. "I'm s-so f-fuckin' sor-sorry... "
She died then. Right in my arms...
