A sickening feeling rose up inside of me and I had to clench my stomach to stop myself from throwing up. It was all my fault, no denying it. She'd been on her last legs the past few weeks sure, but that didn't mean she had to die today..or yesterday. The feeling returned as I had a realisation. She could've been out here, like that, since yesterday. I clenched my fists so tight they turned white due to lack of blood circulation, normally this would be painful, but today I couldn't feel it.
I burst the bubble I was in and the world re started around me.
Flies.
I rushed over and began swatting at them, panic rose up inside of me as they weren't leaving her alone. I grabbed a towel and put it over her, tucking it underneath her. I could've sworn her foot moved and I jumped, but it didn't.
Then I just sat with her, crying. Ella called to say she was on her way. One thought kept rushing through my mind, what was Mum going to to think? It wasn't my cat, it was hers.
Ella arrived with a cardboard box to put her in and thankfully she lifted her up in the towel and placed her in it. We put her in the shed as the door locked so no flies could get it. The sickening feeling returned once again and I rubbed my stomach to calm myself.
"Food?" Ella smirked as she read my mind.
"You know it. Can you make it though please?" I used my usual technique of puppy dog eyes to win her over, so I went and sat in the living room while Els made my lunch.
Henry: hey girl ;) how you doing? x
Me: Came home and found my cat dead in the driveway :(
Henry: Ohmygod Scar, I'm so sorry :( is there anything I can do? I wish I could be with you :( x
Me: it's ok, I'm ok, Ella's in the kitchen making me food because she's bae ;) x
Henry: umm excuse me bitch, what about me? ;) x
Me: I'm still deciding ;) x
Henry: that's cold ;) oh and btw you know that convo we had about my six pack and how you said I didn't have one? ;) x
Me: how could I forget? ;) x
Henry: check your snapchat ;) x
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I smiled at the suspense of what it could be. Unlocking my phone I clicked on that familiar yellow ghost icon, and sure enough, a snapchat popped up from Josh. I opened it and nearly dropped my phone. Ok, yeah, so, that boy definitely lack a six pack, or V-lines, or just general ab-tasticness. Wow. I just made up a word I'm that gob smacked, I had only been messing around when I called him a skinny white boy. But I wasn't expecting him to completely knock that statement out of the park. I sat there gobsmacked, trying to rack my brain to remember it more clearly. Unfortunately it was no use.
Me: Not too shabby ;) x
Henry: And do you know what's better? ;) x
Me: do share ;) x
Henry: it's all yours ;) x
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I squeezed my eyes tightly shut and felt my heart do somersaults.
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Untitled love song
JugendliteraturMaybe that was how it was meant to be, 'forever untitled', maybe there wasn't even a song to be sung, but maybe, just maybe, everything happened for a reason and the our story is untitled is because it's still hasn't finished being written.
