My Everything//James Franco A.U

Chapter 30

I woke up one morning to see James siting at the foot of my bed. I rubbed my eyes trying not to act scared of to why he was here so early in the morning till I saw my dad standing in the door way with a sad expression. I looked at them weirdly before finally speaking up,

"What?" I asked.

"Manda," James spoke up, "Um. . I don't know how to say this gently and neither does your dad so I think it's best if he'd just explain." He stood up quickly.

"What?!" My dad glared then walked to me. "I love you." He said then walked out.

James rolled his eyes and sat back down, but closer and held my hand.

"I am very sorry, but uh she said she loves you and to keep your head up."

"What?" I asked still, very confused.

"Around four o'clock this morning Sarah has gone to a better place." He finished.

I didn't know what was worse, the fact that my best friend had just died or the fact that I didn't get to say goodbye. I looked down folding my hands together on my lap and cleared my throat, he watched me carefully. I wanted to cry, but there has to be at least one person strong enough.

"I love you and so does she." He spoke up.

I nodded my head and patted the spot next to me he gladly laid next to me and held me. I let the silent tears slip hoping he wouldn't notice and he didn't. I hope he didn't.

James left about two hours later and I cried my eyes out trying so hard to be strong. I had recieved text from her brothers and her mom. I felt so bad for her mom, the pain must be unbearable for her. I had called her and listened to her ball into the phone basically and I couldn't help it, but I just couldn't cry. It was tough yet it was like one and done. I promised that I'd be in touch and I'd be happy to help the mom with anything she needed, to take care of her youngest so when needed and to tutor her second eldest.

I didn't know what to do, so I left. I changed, threw on a sweater, and was out the door in seconds. I walked all the way to the cafe she worked at, they all smiled at me. I gave them the news and gave her close friends hugs. I left quickly feeling the sprinkles of rain fall onto me, of course it'd be raning. Typical, I thought and though it wasn't hard or anything it was still gloomy.

I walked to a near by park and sat on the wet bench, I didn't want to believe it. Everything was okay, she said she was getting better. Sarah had lied to me, but why?

Will I ever get to say my last goodbye , that is my real question. Actually that is my only question.