I leave the Café, again, walking past the scene of the crime, this time, I stand there. Still seeing a few faints of his blood left. That vision of me kneeled there, holding Rhys' limp body appears. Me with his blood all over me, the car that hit him screeching to a stop, the feeling of his pulse slowly fading, the sounds of the sirens blaring in my ears, the murmurs of the people recording and talking amongst themselves. The voice of the man who hit Rhys repeats, the cops words, me dropping to my knees crying, watching my bf's limp body be taken away in a ambulance. Me standing there alone. Now, once again, I'm standing here... alone. I feel the tears start to burn inside my eyes, the burn, feeling like looking at the sun for too long, or a light being flashed in your face in pitch black darkness.
I blink the tears away, telling myself I can be strong. How Rhys wouldn't want to see me crying. I think of how today went, how good it was. I have a job now, I have money. I grab my phone to call Kelsie, to tell her about my job, to tell her I'm evolving and succeeding, that I met someone named April that looks oddly familiar, that she was eyeing Rhys' hoodie. I want to tell her about how I got a tip, and how everything feels like It's going up. But it hits me, the thought, the remembrance. She came over at 5 in the morning, Roseanna called her, Kelsie was lying to me, her leaving out crying. Kelsie said she loved me. I repeat that thought over in my head a few times. 'Kelsie said she loved me, Kelsie said she loved me.' Was she telling the truth? Was she saying it because she wanted to play with my emotions? Or did she do it for a joke, so she can run to Roseanna and laugh about it with her friends?
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My boyfriend is a ghost
RomanceA young girl's bf get's hit and killed while trying to save her from almost getting hit by a speeding car. Soon everyone started blaming her and bullying her more than they already used to because they believed that she killed him, but she didn't.
