I Fell So Hard That I'm, Killing Myself <3

Her Ghost Still Remains...

Brookelle-Juliet

I stared up at the old building, looming over me. I used to call it home, but now it was just a shell of what used to be. Of what we used to be. A family. Not anymore. I felt someone wrap their long, skinny arms around my waist from behind, and rest their chin on my shoulder. I turned to see my best friend, with a tear stained face. Andy had been my best friend since we were kids, he lived next door and we pretty much spent everyday together. I turned in his arms and cuddled into him.

'I'm gonna miss you' he muttered into my hair. I hadn’t really thought about it, but I did spend all my time with Andy, It came to me last night that I had never really bothered to build a proper friendship with anyone else. I didn’t need them, I had Andy, but now I was moving he would be alone. I would be alone. And I’m not gonna try and act like a little tough girl, and say I don’t care, I’m gonna be truthful and say that, I was alone without Bri, but Andy had been there, now, I’m scared shitless. I’m gonna be totally alone, in the middle of Nevada. Great. Fucking brilliant.

'I'm gonna miss you soooo much! You better call me' I scolded playfully pulling away, to get a better look at him. Jesus. His eyes were pink and puffy; even though he had tried, and failed at covering it up with his guyliner.

'Everyday' he cracked in the middle and his forehead wrinkled in pain. Damn! He’s gonna start me crying in a minute!

'Stop it Pansy! Your gonna get me started again" I swatted his arm playfully, wiping my eye dramatically. He chuckled and grabbed me in a huge hug.

"I fucking love you Bonesie!" he sighed. I remembered how that had always been my little nickname to Andy. Brookelle Bones. It was crazy, I loved it, and so it just stuck. So, to him I’m Jules, Brooke or Bones.

‘I fucking love you too Six!' I laughed as he tickled me. It’s really not what you might think. We really are just best friends. That was his name after Nikki Sixx from Motley Crue, what can i say. Hes a big fan.

'Brookelle?!' I heard my mom call. We pulled apart, even though it was clear we didn’t want to, and looked over at my mother who was closing the front door, and locking it. She looked up at us, and smiled.

"Brooke baby, its time to go"

I felt my face drop. No. I wasn’t ready. I can’t leave! This is my home! I wanted to scream. To object. But somehow I almost robotically hugged Andy, and told him I would call him everyday before climbing into the truck. I stared out of the window as we pulled away. His face was so sad, and I swear I saw a tell-tale tear run down his cheek as he waved me off.

This is going to be shit.

No Bri. No Andy. Yup. I hate my life.

I slouched into my seat and plugged my iPod in.

'I’m not ok (I promise)' by my chemical romance flooded through my ears as the car drove on. The last thing I saw was a huge sign post saying:

'You are now leaving Ohio. Come back soon'

Before I drifted into a light sleep.

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'Brooke. Brooke! Brookelle-Juliet Summers!' my eyes flicked open to see my mom standing next to my, now open, window. I muttered something inaudible and sat up rubbing my eyes.

'Come on sleepy head time to unpack!' she giggled picking up a box and walking into a huge white house in front of me.

Wow.

Its.....Pretty.

I stared out at the house. I was completely oblivious to the rest of the street, it could wait. I just couldn’t take my eyes off our house. It was amazing. It was white wood, and it had a little porch and bright green grass, which looked really out of place amongst the neighbors’ dying stuff. There was a stone -slab path leading to the front door.

'Wow' i repeated outloud this time.

I swung the door open and jumped out; I threw up my hood before anyone saw my, probably crazy hair. Then, just as I was going to close the truck door, a boy went zooming past on a skateboard almost knocking me off my feet. Jackass! I stepped around the door and to my horror there was another boy! And he was coming straight for me! SHITSHITSHIT!!!

It was like one of those movies where they say they’re 'stuck on the spot' I literally was. I couldn’t move all I could think was this is going to hurt!

I noticed the boys face stretch in fear, but suddenly he jumped off the board. Yes! I LIVE!

Yup. I spoke to soon.

I let out a small scream before he crashed into me, throwing us both backwards into the van, I squeezed my eyes shut. Dammmmnnnn! This is gonna hurt! He’s like 6' ft something!
He quickly stretched out his arms.
'Shiiii-' I heard him yell as he shoved me backwards into the van

My arms flew up to my face defensively. Suddenly I felt his weight on me. Mann! He’s heavy!

I opened my eyes to see him staring down at me. The side of his mouth twitched into a sheepish grin, which slightly annoyed me, as he blushed at me.
‘I…..uh…..are yo-..am…i….’ he stuttered, not taking his eyes off mine. He was actually kinda cute. I couldn’t take my eyes off him either. Whether I was in shock or just fascinated or some stupid shit like that, I don’t know, but man! He’s gorgeous. Staring at his liquid brown eyes made me transfixed. There was something about him. Something weird but… amazing.

‘Dude…’ the other boy interrupted. The hot guy, on top of me tore his eyes from mine to look at him. Then it was like he just snapped out of a trance.

‘Brookie!?’ I heard my mom call from inside. Awwww man. Great she just had to ruin it! The hot guy instantly pulled off of me. I stared up at him, in his six foot something frame, who was this guy? And man, my head hurt like a mother. I started to feel woozy.
I must have looked weird because he gave me a confused look then suddenly he grabbed my waist and pulled me off the van I was using to keep me up.

‘Shit you ok?’ he asked lowering his face to my height.

‘Umm yeah…Sorry’ I muttered. To be honest I was still a bit freaked. We didn’t even know each other and I was doing the whole ‘gazing into his eyes dreamily’ shit. Our faces were literally inches apart. I stuck my hand in between us, making more of a gap. ‘Brookelle-juliet’ I whispered. Not knowing what had happened to my voice.

He grinned down at me. ‘Ronnie’ he said simply. Everyone’s names seemed so simple compared to mine. Mine was just a mouthful. Suddenly he took my hand and kissed it! O.M.G. ‘Pleasure to….. Fall on you?’ He laughed. I felt the blood run to my cheeks. Wow….well that’s something that’s never happened before.

‘Brooke?!’ I heard my mom call. Again. Now she was running out the house. ‘Brookelle! Honey, What’s wrong?!’ she hurried over and cradled my face in her hands. ‘Are you ok honey? What happened I heard a scream?’ She turned to give Ronnie her ‘tell me and I won’t castrate you’ look. Then I realized he had backed up, quite a few paces and was picking up his board.

‘Moooooom’ I whined pulling away from her. Damn! I'm 15 and she still treats me like a baby! ‘It was my fault. I… got in the way, and Ronnie stopped me from face planting’ I blushed saying his name. Mann, that’s weird. I looked down for a second to cover it up.

“Oh…Well…Thank you ….Ronnie?” she stuck her hand out to him.

‘Uhh yeah. Ronnie Radke ma’am. I just live next door.’ He pointed to the hose next to ours. It looked the exact same only brown and a bit more lived in.

‘Oh well it’s a pleasure to meet you Ronnie. I'm Gabriel Summers, but you can call me gabby’ she giggled. Oh god, is she actually flirting with him?! ‘I guess you’ve already met Brookie.’

He chuckled ‘uh yeah. I suppose you could say that’ He gave me a gorgeous sideways grin, ooft! Ahhhhh. Get a grip Brooke!

‘This is Max, he lives across the street.’ Ronnie said as his friend walked over. Wow, Max looked about my height, but he looked tiny compared to Ronnie who could easily be 6’1 ft.

‘Hey’ Max smiled at my mom shaking her hand. ‘Max green’

‘Nice to meet you Max.’ she smiled politely ‘Right, back to work.’ She sighed looking at me. ‘Oh, boys. Clay won’t be home till late tomorrow night, I was going to phone in for some movers but if you two aren’t doing anything, would you mind helping? You’ll get paid of course.’ She smiled big and wide at them. Oh my god. So. Not cool. I mentally face-palmed.
They looked at each other, and back at my mother.

‘Yeah sure, we’d love to’ Max said grinning at me.
He as kinda cute too. He had black hair like Ronnie’s but dark green eyes and snakebites and a nose piercing. I noticed they had Andy's style, they both had on black skinny’s, Ronnie had a white t-shirt on and a pair of nikes a few belts hung from his jeans and a black bandana was wrapped around his wrist. Max had a MCR t-shirt on! Oh my god! I love MCR!!! Ooft. Frank Iero. A black and red studded belt hung from his waist, and a pair of black converse to top it off. I think I’m gonna get on well with theses guys. I smiled at them going around to the back of the van.

‘The boxes have labels on them boys, if you want to help.’ I heard my mom say happily coming around to the back of the van with them.
I slid a box out, as I was about to pick it up my mom stopped me.

‘Brookie-juliet! Don’t, that ones heavy’ Aw man! I hate it when she does the whole baby thing. I'm not a little weak girl, Jesus! I kinda let her right now though. With the whole Bri thing- I stopped myself before I got upset again.

‘Here I’ll get it’ Ronnie smiled reaching for the box.
I looked right past him at my mother and picked up the box with ease. I turned on my heel and headed into the house. I almost ran up the path, up the steps and into the house.

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