Meet me There

Parker

"At that moment, there was nothing i feared more than losing hold of her hand."

Currently my Instagram bio and favorite quote. Its also from my favorite book of all time.

Comment if you can guess where it's from!Or not...

Parker

As i walked home, i thought of them.

I thought of my mom and dad and why they left us. I thought about the red and blue lights illuminating the street that night. I remember opening the door to find the cops asking if i was Parker Williams. I was only 16 at the time.

I continued to wonder what most people asked but never got the answer to:

Why?

This pertained to lots of things and is a list of questions just on its own. This question is so powerful that it can either abolish a relationship or restore it.

I spent my whole walk lost in my own complicated thoughts until my feet finally lead me to my apartment building. I forgot my keys again. But i figured that it was most likely unlocked again.

My hand covered the handle and i lightly pushed the door open to find that my conclusion was true.

I slowly entered the apartment, searching for my roommate. He was there on the couch in front of the TV as i walked into the living room. Trevor didn't even look up to acknowledge me before i left for the kitchen. I felt like i would die if i didn't get at least one crumb of food down my throat.

After cooking myself a dinner made of eggs (because that's all i can really make), i happily digested it and was about ready to pass out.

As i was brushing my teeth, i thought of earlier that night. I realized how unrealistic everything was. It was like a really fucked up romance movie where the girl found love by committing suicide.

I know that this may sound retarded but she looked magical standing there at the edge. Her hair was blowing in all directions, covering her face but you could still make out the tears tracing her cheeks.

She still managed to look stunning after i tackled her to the ground, frazzled and captivating. If we weren't talking about something serious, i would've totally found her adorable.

I finally lay in bed with her still stuck in my head.

Have i seen her before? Don't think so. Has she always been going there?

I guess i was there earlier than usual. If she has been going there at the same exact time every day, then that means that I've been missing her for just a couple of hours. Dammit.

On a more serious note, if i wasn't there earlier, wouldn't that mean that she would be dead. I sit up abruptly at the thought. Why would such a beautiful lady try to kill herself? The possibilities are endless.

Fuck. Im screwed.

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Another sloppy chapter. Sorry guys! Parker's life is very hard to put together into a chapter. Please help me fix my writing by correcting me! Don't be shy!