I paced around my room as I was waiting for the power to come back on.
My tummy growls.
I should probably eat but I don't want to deal with mom right now. I walk over to my window looking out at the street. I watch as the rain drops lighten and get heavier. I hear the tapping on my window and it calms me. I grab my desk chair and just sit near my window trying to calm myself before I head downstairs. I look across the street to North's house. I watch as North walks out and just stands in the rain. Gosh he's so hot. I watch him get soaking wet in the rain, and part of me wanted to join him. I got up and moved closer to the window almost pressing my face against it. I watch him slowly turn around and look in my direction. I could feel his stare on me. I walked away from my window and fell back on my bed.
My tummy grumbled again.
I need to eat something soon.
I get up out of bed and head down the stairs. I didn't want to talk with mom at the moment, I just wanted to eat. As I approach the kitchen I feel a hand on my back. I yelped! The figure turned me around and made me face them. I could barely see anything in this darkness. It was like the light that was left outside was gone and all that was left was the empty darkness. The breathing of the figure in front of me wasn't like my moms. I tried to yell again but the figure covered my mouth. It said something, but I couldn't tell what it was saying. The voice was husky and weak, like it hadn't spoken in a very long time. I reach for my phone. By the time I could grab it the figure was gone and my mouth was free again. For some feeling, I felt like I knew the figure. Standing alone in the darkness, I move my phone flashlight around trying to see if I could see the figure.
I couldn't find anything, and the figure was gone. I try to recall what it was trying to tell me but I couldn't comprehend what had happened.
I walk over to the kitchen and grab some chips. I took the chips up to my room and sat down on the floor. I grab my phone and look back at the photo I had taken. The photo wasn't in my camera roll anymore. What happened?
I pace around my room and wonder what happened. I look at my door and proceed to walk to it. I open the door slowly and peek out, trying to see if anything was there. Nothing. Proceeding to walk, I head to my brothers door, open it slowly and close it. Trying not to make much noise, I head over to his closet where the shoe box was. I lean down and pick it up. It felt lighter then before. I take it and head back to my room cautiously.
I walk over to the table in my room and place the box down. I open it slowly. When I removed the lid there were scattered papers, some that I hadn't seen before. As I flip threw the papers I couldn't find the page before. It was like it had vanished into thin air. I was out of luck at this point trying to find the website. I proceeded to look at other objects in the box. News articles and pictures fill up most of the space. Reading fast I pass by headlines, most we're about things that happened at school but one thing caught my attention. The writing was my brothers and it described one of the school shootings he was in. The details were so vivid in the way he wrote it. I can't really recall that shooting but I do know that he lost his friend that day, and he was never really the same. Mother told him to get over it, but he couldn't. I never really knew how much pain he was going through till I read this. I curled up in my bed and laid there crying. I cried until I had fallen asleep.
It was morning now and nothing was missing from the box.
Shockingly mom called me and told me the WiFi and electricity was back up. The first thing I did was check my computer one more time and I couldn't believe what I found. The website was still there.....
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When we were lovers
RomanceTwo people that found love but were pulled apart by the world, family, and grief Trigger warning: suicide