About An

WEEK 19

Saturday July 11, 2015
Today is the first day of the rest of my life. Cheesy I know... We are heading towards Virginia, we might go to Maryland...... We're not too sure yet. We are heading to New Jersey first, God this is going to be fun.
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Sunday July 12, 2015
We made it to Delaware beach last night, we crashed in a hotel and now to another beach!
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Monday July 13, 2015
Well last night we spent at a beach party, and holy fuck An can sing, well all three of them can. They did an acapella version of Three Little Girls. (A/N verse1: Trinity, verse2: Skyler, verse3: An- the story matches up with the characters too)
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Tuesday July 14, 2015
We made it to Washington DC. We are just walking around today not too much to write about.
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Wednesday July 15, 2015
We made it to Virginia! We are heading to Busch Gardens hell yeah.
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Thursday July 16, 2015
We are driving all day, shoot me...... In other news An has been using her journal so much recently.......I think she's gunna need a new one soon...
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Friday July 17, 2015
I made it back! THANK GOD.... In other news, it's bad.....So this is my last entry. An and I have decided to move to Philadelphia. We got our acceptance letters from Temple. She found this little apartment that's above a cafe she said she wanted to work at.
I really think she's the one.
And to think how I was last year?
I thank God every day for her. I probably would be six feet under if it wasn't for An. But this journey I had with this (gasp) diary.... I think can help others. Who knows maybe I'll start a new one?
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I placed the journal down on our old coffee table. Tears started streaming down my face, blurring my vision.

Ryder was murdered two days ago. He would have been twenty four today. Still there has been no arrest, or funeral; the police have been telling us that his body is the most important evidence in this case.

Cameras caught Chris; beating him to death with his bare hands. They also caught the blood, just so much blood.

When the news reached me, my world shattered. Glass flying everywhere carrying the depression anxiety from the past. I was cut and hurt, trying to reassemble the pieces together before they fall apart once more.

I got up and slowly made my way over to a cabinet, holding the one thing that could take this pain away-sleeping pills. My rubber soles of my shoes shuffled across the wooden floor.

I reached out, and raveled my fingers around the cold silver handle pulling it towards me. The wooden box opened revealing a few cereal boxes, some granola bars, and some medicine bottles.

I grabbed one turning the orange cylinder in my hand, reading over the the label. My eyes glazed over the possible side effects and health warnings. I stopped when I saw what I was looking for.

May cause death if not used as prescribed by your doctor.

I poured the small white tablets into my hand. More tears appeared blurring my vision. Trinity would hate me for this. I rubbed my thumb over the print on one of the pills.

I could hear what she would yell at my corpse. "We promised eachother! First HIM and now....you! I can't believe you left me! YOU LEFT ME TO DIE AN!"

I slowly raised the pills to my mouth clutching a glass full of water. 'Don't think, it will be all over soon. You'll see Ry again! Don't you want that?'

There was a knock at my door. "Miss Williams? PAPD." I paused for a moment before rushing towards the door.

I quickly put the pills on the counter spilling everywhere and opened the apartment door. "Did you find him? Did you find Christian!" I looked at the pair in their uniforms. One of them towered over me, he seemed younger then the other, his short blond hair neatly combed under his hat. The other one was about my height, he had choppy brown hair and doe like eyes that reminded me of a certain person.

The taller one looked at me and spoke. "No ma'am, still on the hunt for him."

"Then why the hell are you here?" I spat with a bit more annoyance then planned.

"We have word from the coroner," it's about your fiancé, Ryder." My heart stopped.

Because maybe his didn't.