Fallen

Reality Bites

Wet footprints marked my chosen path from the bathroom. I eyed my bed forcing the urge to wrap back in the covers locking the world out.
" Come on Chloe he is gone get over it"
My entire body sighed as I slowly dressed myself. Tears ran down my cheek. His face that face and those lips burnt images in my mind. There was nothing in the world that sounded as beautiful as Gideon telling me he loved me. I missed him. How would I face the world without him? I took up my book bag and headed to class. It's been a while since I've been to class. After what happened I couldn't function. My peer advisor suggested I took the semester off. Reluctantly I did I needed to I knew. No sense blowing my final year.
I took deliberate steps avoiding places that Gideon and I hung out. My heart couldn't bare the familiarity. He is gone and I need to face it.
As I rounded the corner I saw his face peeping behind the old oak tree that he wrote Chloe & Gideon 4ver. He had on that smirk that told me he was up to something. I heard him call my name and I almost answered. No Chloe you are imagining he is gone.
The day felt like I was stuck in slow motion. I was glad when it was finally over. I took my shoes off and climbed into bed. I drifted off into an uneasy sleep.
*Chloe come here come sit beside me. I smiled at Gideon. He stretched his hand pulling me on his lap. Being next to him was so breathless. Our lips meet and I deepen my kiss as I felt my need rising. He laughed in my mouth, " always greedy Chloe". Gideon was right I never could get enough of making love to him. I bit his lip and tug at his shirt. He lifted me and I strangled him. My entire body was on fire as I moved on top of him. I opened my eyes to look in his face and murmur his name. His face was covered in blood. I screamed his name. We are not making love any more. Gideon lies in the street as I stroke his face screaming his name oblivious to the screeching cars and light. He is dead and I can't save him. I scream and howled until no sound came from my mouth. I jolted from my sleep allowing the moment to pass.
Gideon has been dead for six months now and I keep reliving his death in my dreams. I feel as if my body and my soul died in the streets with him. I have asked a million times why did he push me out of the way. It should have been me that the car hit. I have cried time and time again until I had no tears only mourning sounds emitted from mouth.
I grabbed my diary and wrote:
" Tender was your love so sweet and free. Stolen you were from me but yet I feel your kiss on my lips. If heaven could grant me one more wish it would to have you next to me. I miss you everything about you. Gideon I hope you are at peace. "