Deep Secret

A Depressing Day

"Wait, Ky's dead?" asked Sam. "Yes, darling," my mom sobbed. Sam started to cry. My mom held him close.

After we all were crying, Lacy jumped up. "I want to kill that drunk driver. I want him to have a slow and painful death unlike my brother's." "Lacy!" Stacie responded to her friend. "No, there will be NO killing. Look, would God want you to do that?" Stacie asked, grabbing her friends' shoulders. "No," Lacy mumbled. "But if you did it, you could be in jail, custody! I don't want you to do that, k?" Stacie said, giving her best friend a hug.

We all got up and hugged Lacy.

"Lacy, we're sorry that you lost your only sibling, but you got your parents, and you've got us!" my dad said encouragingly, trying to enlighten the mood for all if us.

"I know. I-I just wish I were with him. Then I would know who the driver looked like and explain him to the police, if I lived," Lacy sobbed.

We all cried for the next 15-20 minutes, then decided to drive over to the Jackson's home.

On our way over, we dropped off Heather and said our goodbyes, and headed to Ky's house.

We arrived to see Lacy's and Ky's mom and dad crying, their eyes were red, and Mrs. Jackson was drying her face and blowing her nose.

"You heard?" Mr. Jackson asked. My mom and dad nodded their heads.

We entered their home, and went into the living room.

My mom walked up to her best friend and gave her a hug. "Samantha, we all feel your pain, but God knows your REAL pain."

Everyone was crying, then Lacy and Stacie went up to Lacy's room. I followed them silently, but instead of goon into Lacy's room, I went into Ky's room.

Entering his room, I smelled the scent of my boyfriend's Abercrombie & Fitch Cologne. I looked around his room.

His bed was made, his computer desk was as he left it when I came over, curtains open to the view of Springville, Utah's gorgeous view of the city from the hilltop, everything was as I left it, except for one thing. There was a note on his bed.

Walking up, I outstretched a hand, but then hesitated. "What if it's not for me? What if this is for someone else? Well, there's only ONE way to find out," I tell myself in my head.

I carefully grab it, and look at the letter. It read, "Shelby," in French Script handwriting. "Wait, why is it addressed to ME?" I ask myself out loud.

Opening it up, I unfold a letter, and read the first line:

"My dearest Shelby,

"I am writing this letter as you read it."

"Wait, how's he writing it and I'm reading it?" I ask myself. I then continue to read on.

"I know that you are wondering how this is possible, but it IS possible. I am an angel, and I am watching over YOU. I feel like an empty shell of a turtle with no purpose. You fill my world. I have seen you're TRUE feelings for me. I know you love me, and I love you, too. I now have to stop writing, but I'll tell you one thing, everything will change, and you and I will be happy once again. I love you my moon.

~Ky"

A tear fell from my cheek onto the paper. I quickly wiped it away.

"What does he mean that we BOTH will be happy, and that everything will change?" I ask myself. Then I hear my mom call my name.

Shoving the letter in my pocket, I shout, "Coming!" But, I actually wasn't coming.

Footsteps came up the stairs, and Ky's mom came in. "Hi dear," she replies sweetly. "Hi, Mrs. Jackson," I mumble. She then comes up to me, and gives me a big hug.

"I am terribly that this has happened," she whispered. "Me too," I say.

She releases the hug and walks around me. Turning around, I see her pick up a picture frame with a picture in it.

"Here," she says, handing it to me. "I want you to have this." I take it and look down at the picture inside. It's of me and Ky kissing on the beach, the sun was setting, making us silhouettes.

"Do you remember where that was taken?" Mrs. Jackson asks me. I sniff. "It was when you guys and my family went to the Bahamas for Christmas vacation."

I walk up to her and give her a big hug. "Thank you, Mrs. Jackson." "You are so very welcome, Shelby," she responded.

It was time for me to go now. We all piled in the car, and waited for Stacie who finally came out minutes later.

Pulling out of the driveway, my dad asked Stacie, "Stacie, do you know how Lacy is doing?" Stacie didn't reply except for burring her face in her hands.

I outstretched my arm to my twin and rubbed her back. "If you want, we can watch a movie together tonight. It is summer after all. No school," I said, trying to light the mood.

Stacie made eye contact with me, sat up, and leaned over and hugged me. "I would like that, sis," she answered.

Arriving home, my family walked out of the car like zombies, depressed and sad.

Stacie and I walked into our room, and plopped right down on my bed.

"What movie do you have in mind?" she asked me, looking over at me. "Something Disney," I said. "Ya, something Disney," Stacie repeated.

"How about, "Beauty and the Beast?" "Oh, I LOVE that movie!" Stacie exclaimed bouncing the bed. "Ok, let's go and watch it!" I say, jumping off the bed and bolted for the door and stopped. Stacie zoomed right by me.

"What are you doing?" Stacie asked. "Just a minute, Stace, I need to do something real' quick," I respond. "Ok, I'll get some snacks and start the movie!" "Ok!" I shout as I hear her footsteps running down the stairs.

I take the picture of Ky and I that his mom gave me, and place it on my computer desk. "I love you, Ky," I whisper to the picture, and I head downstairs.

Entering the theatre room, I see that Stacie re-organized Heather's and my bed for us to lay on. "Come on, sis!" Stacie says, patting the spot next to her for me to take.

Walking up, I sit down on the mattress and eat the snacks. I look over at my twin. "You are acting different to me, Stacie. This isn't you." "What do you mean?" she asks me, looking at me with a questioning look.

"To tell you the truth, you're usually mean to me," I tell her truthfully. She just stares at me, then answers, "Well, I guess it's time for me to change!" Then Stacie leans over and gives me a big hug.

We parted, and watched "Beauty and the Beast."

Stacie and I were having a blast together. "This us unusual," I say in my head. Then the letter that Ky wrote me popped in my head. I then re-think it over, and I remembered it saying, "everything will change."

I smiled at the thought, and said quietly out loud, "Everything IS changing."