"About six months ago, it was mine and my girlfriend's anniversary. We had been dating for two years now and we were going to go celebrate at a restaurant called Luigi's. I was really excited, because I had finally decided to propose to her. She was my best friend, even back when we weren't dating and I was so ready to spend the rest of my life with her." my heart rate increased, unshed tears pricking my eyes. I looked up at Jade, my blue eyes locked with her hazel, her face unreadable, I kept going "I was driving over to her house, extremely nervous about what she would say, thinking about all the possible outcomes. When I finally got to her street, something was off. It was around 8 o'clock at night, so it was pretty dark, however for some reason the street lights weren't working so it was pitch black. I had to actually get out of my car and walk the rest of the way because I could barely see what was in front of me. When I got close to her house, I could hear sirens, and then I finally saw it." I paused, my body was trembling. I don't know if I could go on, but I couldn't stop now either. "There she was lying lifelessly on the ground in a pool of her own blood. She got hit by a car who couldn't see her because it was too dark. All I remember is dropping to the ground, paralysed; unable to move. I kept hoping it was just a bad dream, and I would wake up to see her face smiling down at me, but I didn't wake up. I was stuck in my worst nightmare, a nightmare which had slowly become my reality. She was gone, taken away from me, just like that. The doctors said she died on the spot and that she didn't feel any pain, but I did." I sobbed, my unshed tears now sliding down my face. I looked down to see Jade squeezing my hand for support, crying a few tears herself. "She's gone, she left me, and I didnt even get to say goodbye. It was like the other half of me was teared away from me, leaving me bleeding, an injury that would never be mended. She was my best friend; my soulmate. I thought, no I knew she was the one. I can barely wake up in the morning now, knowing she's not with me anymore. Knowing that I won't ever see her smiling face again or her bright green eyes. I'll never be able to hear her giggle or speak. I just miss her too much to do anything at all, so I usually drink my problems away." I finished, my voice wobbling and my hands shaking.
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Romance"Hey," said a soft voice "is that seat taken?" I looked up and saw a face, a pretty face, a surprisingly familiar face. "No," I said gruffly. She looked like her, but not quite. Her hair was more blonde than brown. Her eyes were a warm hazel compare...
