Ember Brown
"How can I just-." I sniffled, wiping my face. "Move on and forget you?" I stared at him sadly.
"You don't have to forget me." He smiled.
"But-."
"Em." He smiled. "Our last moment together was a good one, right?"
I slowly nodded my head.
"Remember me like that." He smiled. "It's okay."
"No, it's not!"
"Tell me everything you need to tell me." He said. "I'm listening."
Letting out a long sigh, I ran my hands over my face.
"You're annoying."
"Well, you tell me that all the time." He chuckled.
"But I've always liked you." I admitted. "You were supposed to call me." I mumbled sadly. " I was gonna tell you."
"I'm sorry, Em." He mumbled. "I was rushing home to call you too." He smiled. "I don't want to call you too late so I was trying to hurry up and get there." He scratched the back of his head. "But I guess, God had other plan for me Huh?"
"It's not fair." I frowned. "When I finally got the strength to tell you how I felt after all these years, you were gone." I scoffed. "Life sucks."
"Yeah, I hear you." He sighed. "But that's why you gotta tell me now." He smiled. "Keep going."
Rolling my eyes, I crossed one of my legs over one another.
"I hate how you skip class all the time." I said. "But even though you're barely in class, you still manage to pass every test." I shook my head. "You're interesting like that."
"You're popular. But you never let that go to your head. Well." I paused. "Most of the time." I squinted my eyes at him.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You know what it means. You be feeling yourself too much sometimes."
"Whatever."
"Yeah, whatever."
Anzai sucked his teeth.
"Every chance you get, you're getting a new tattoo. What kind of job did you plan on having."
"Well, that's not something I have to worry about anymore, is it?"
"Can you not?"
"My bad." He chuckled.
"But." I paused. "Even though I was always on your case about it, I always thought your tattoos were so beautiful." I admitted. "They tell a story."
A small smile crept up on his face. "I appreciate that."
"I like your smile and your ability to not sweat the little stuff. You never worried about much." I said. "You always kept your cool."
"Over the years your popularity has gradually risen each grade year and you still haven't changed." I rubbed my arm. "You've never treated me any different."
"You've always just been the same Anzai." I mumbled sadly. "You never changed." I said. "Just stayed the same ole Zai."
"Maybe that's why I-." I paused, biting my bottom lip.
"Why you what?" He tilted his head with a very relaxing smile.
Lowering my head, I looked away from him.
"Tell me, Em."
"I really don't want you to-." I paused, staring at him.
"Unfortunately." He spokes softly. "I'm already gone." He said. "That's why I just want you to talk to me." He said. "It'll make my true departure so much smoother."
