"Congrats to the class of 2011!!", were the last few words i heard of my first and last graduation ceremony. My best-est friend Ryan Mitchell was sitting right beside me. We went through everything together from Elementary school all the way to today. We were finally graduating, together. Ryan was a friend i could never ever wish to lose. My parents adored him, and so did my little sister Maddie. Ryan practically lived in our house. The only time he wasn't at our house is either when he has baseball practice or his dad would have to forcibly drag him home. We thought we would never spilt. Ever. Until we got accepted to separate colleges in separate states. But, we were not going to let that separate us. So, we thought of ways we can make some memories we could never forget. We decided a road trip. since we lived in Connecticut we thought about a trip to The One and only Californ-i-a!! That is unless our parents wanted to agree on our decision. Going all the way across the United States of America. Yeah, this was going to be more harder than i thought. But Ryan and i were Bro and Sis. We could work through it together like always.
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RYAN'S STORY
Ryan was only 10 Years old when his mother left him and his father. She was baddly addicted on alcohol and drugs. I guess that was something to ease the pain of knowing she was hurting everyone with her addiction. She didn't want to hurt anyone anymore especially her loving husband and her son. So, one day she took off in a search of a new life. While in her search, she got worse. 3 years later Ryan's mother suffered and died of an anxiety attack for over dosage on over the counter pre-scription drugs. I came along with Ryan to the funeral. Him, his dad, and i were miserably devastated. Ever since then Ryan has lived at our house because his Dad is a drunk and beats him because his dad blames him for the death of Ryan's mother. We've been a second family to him. But he is strong just like me and i love him. I know were just friends but i love him He's everything i need. I wanna tell him but he doesn't want or need a girlfriend so were stuck being "Just-Friends"
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: hey! im not done writing but i just want all my viewers to get a piece of the story and let me know if i should write more! Lauren's story is next!! SO PSYCHED!!
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LAUREN'S STORY
I used to have a big brother, named Charlie. Charlie was your average annoying, athletic, smart, big, brother. I loved him so much. Charlie and i went to the grocery store for our mother one night. while she was on bed-rest from having my little sister Maddie. We had to pick up eggs, Bisquick, milk, and chocolate for mom. We got all of the groceries into the car and we pulled out of the parking lot. It was 3:30 am and charlie was getting sleepy and i offered to take the wheel, but he refused. We stopped at a red light at an intersection. As soon as it turned green a stupid drunk on a motorcycle sped out running the red light and slid into the driver's side of our SUV and right into charlie. Charlie didn't have a seat belt on so he flew through the windshield. I called 911 and the ambulance rushed him to the hospital He had head trauma and he broke his ribs, skull, and both legs and spine. I knew he wouldnt live long so i said my goodbyes. At 1:45am Charlie passed away. Charlie was the best influencer, big brother, and comforter you could ever want. I guess the reason why Ryan and i are so close is because he takes the place of charlie and eases the pain of my thought of losing him.
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Me, Ryan, and my Dad were at the dining room table with a huge atlas, a map, and my laptop with Google Maps running. After hours of arguing over which interstates to take and what route to take, Ryan and I decided to just take the free road and maybe some detours. I mean every road leads to some where, right? We also discovered that, we need plenty of gas,snacks & tunes, hotels and sight seeing money. That was a lot of money to come up with, but we believed in each other and we knew that we can do it. It was for love's sake or atleast to me it was. i admit it, yes im in love with Ryan. Will we ever date? Most chances say, HELL NO! but, my chances say, hopefully one day. Ryan Drove me to the bank and i took a deposit of $300.00. then Roger drove to his bank and took a deposit of the rest of his savings. Which was only $250.65. His father didnt watch over his account very well. We drove to Dairy Queen, where i worked, and i told my boss i needed my vacation time and he gave me my time, and at that very moment, i felt freedom. I walked back to Roger's car with a stupid looking smile on my face.
"What's with the huge smile on your face?" Roger asked with a smile more stupider than mine.
"I got my vacation time! So now the road is ours!" I said.
"That's great girl! Well let's go home, pack, and say our goodbyes to Mom and Dad. Uh, I mean your Mom and Dad. Sorry."
Roger had that look of desperation and regret on his face, and i don't know how he could have two totally different expressions on his face at the same time but, Roger had always had those feelings ever since his abondonment with his father and mother.
"Roger, look at me. You are as much of a family member in this crazy ass family as I am. Theyre both of our Mom and Dad, and nothing will ever change that. Okay?"
"Okay. Thanks Lori." Roger said.
We dorve home and packed, and packed, and packed. Until, we had two suitcases each. I didn't know how all of this luggage was supposed to fit into Roger's tiny Prius, but appearantly Roger made it work when i noticed all four suitcases were suddenly gone and in the trunk. Roger has always been that way. I don't know why but sometimes it was helpful but, other times it's so damn annoying because he doesnt let me do anything on my own becuase he's scared i'll get hurt. That was his mother in him.
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I felt so stupid for calling Lori's parents my parents. I saw her look at me with confidence and Astonishment. right when i wanted to apologize she said,
"Roger, look at me. You are as much of a family member in this crazy ass family as I am. Theyre both of our Mom and Dad, and nothing will ever change that. Okay?"
I could do nothing but agree with her. She was technically right, as always, but dont get me wrong i lover her parents like my own but i just can't say mom or Dad because it always dawns on me that i really don't have anyone but Lori. I love that girl. She probably Doesn't even know i love her as much as i do. To her, im her brother Charlie. But, to me she is my wife that in my future i will love and nourish her.
