Alexander's POV.
The bear sat on the bed as I starred at it. It was a very cute bear, Loved it almost as much as Ella did.
Can't believe I still think about her, we were so young.... I fell in love with her, perhaps.
I picked the necklace put just for her... Wait why am I thinking of her? That was years ago. No need to think of her anymore.
I need to get over her and move on... Though I truly loved her.
"Alexander!" My mother yelled up the stairs.
" Yes Mum!?" I questioned her from my room.
"I have knews get your butt down here child!" She screamed up the stairs.
"Why do you scream like that mum?" I asked as I said as my feet found there way to the door.
"Cause I can!" I rolled my eyes and jogged down the stairs.
"Yes mum?" I asked as she stood in front of the stairs.
"Here." She said as she shoved the phone to me.
I gave her a questioning look as she sat on the couch and patted the spot next to her.
I hesitantly walked over and plopped down on the spot.
I slowly put the phone to my ear.
"Hello?" I asked stairing at mum.
"Is this Alexander?"
"This is He , who are you?"
"This is mark from the hospital."
Mark? Did I know this guy?
"Um... Well okay."
"I'm afraid I have some bad knews."
The man was confusing.
"And that must be?" I asked
"Did you know a girl by the name of Ella Woods?"
My face fell.
"Y-Yes." my voice barley above a whisper as my eyes fell to the ground
"She died two days ago sir, her funeral will be at the local church in a week. You are picked to have a few things in her will."
"S-She had a w-will?" I asked holding myself from the tears.
"Yes sir, you must come to her house tomorrow to pick out."
"Okay bye."
"Bye sir."
I hung up the phone.
I was frozen. My eyes staired at the floor....
Then it hit me.
She's gone.
Forever.
I rushed up .
"SHE'S FUCKING DEAD MUM."
I screamed as my hands found the book shelf,pulling forward as the books all fell.
--+---×---+---×---+--
Cold hands.
Touching my skin.
Shaking breath.
Over my head.
Sweet giggles.
Combining with silence in the room.
Beeping sounds.
Coming from the machine.
The only thing that kept her alive.
The only thing that kept me alive.
Was her.
