Losing Hope

8

The next days I didn't do much but run. That's just what I do when there's a pain in my heart. I try to distract myself with the physical pain. Don't think, don't feel, just put on foot in front of the other. I don't slow down for fear of remembering what I'm running from. I don't stop until I collapse on the ground in tears.

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There was a funeral of course, and Mrs. Kararro asked if I would give a speech. Of course I didn't want to, but the way she asked, I knew she didn't want to either.

So there I was, standing in front of a decent sized crowd, opening my mouth, and choking on tears.

"Hope Kararro was not just my best friend" I sniffed "she was my other half. She knew me better than I know myself. I don't know how I'll survive picking up the bits and pieces of of my heart that were shattered because of an overlooked stop sign. I never got to say good bye, never got to tell her how much I love her. Now she's gone, and I never will" I burst into tears as I take a seat, oblivious to the hugs that were throwing to comfort me.

Hope was gone.

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My parents had let me take some time off school, but they said that my life and to gone on, even if hope's had come to an end.

I tried to pretend I didn't notice the sympathetic looks that a few people gave me.

It's not like other people hadn't known Hope, or like I didn't have other friends, it's just that we were inseparable, in our own world just for us.

Walking into math slipped into my normal seat. All the seats filled up except the one right next to me. Hope's seat. The bell had just rang, when someone sat down next to me. Probably a new student since all the seats we still filled. I didn't bother to look at who had taken Hope's seat. At least not until class was over and I stood up to leave.

"Hey" the person said, putting his hand on my arm. I turned around and saw the guy I had been kissing at the party. The party I wished had never happened. "You don't look so good are you alright?"

"I'm fine" I said turning away. He had reminded me of that kiss, and of what happened after it. I didn't want to think about that fight. I didn't want to think about how it was my fault.

"Wait" he called, catching up to me "I never got your name."

"Rochelle" I said, hurrying of impolitely. I didn't really care I just wanted him to stop talking to me so I could be alone in my misery.

A/n-
His name is Ayden for those of you who don't remember.