Depressing One Shots

Meaningful Lives

Every human in this world has a past, but that comes with a future. After death, it continues. We don't realise that our time on earth is limited before we go on to after life, so we never end up appreciating the smaller things.
I always used to be a person who hated my life. I wanted to kill myself, I self harmed every night, I thought I'd be stuck like that forever. That's until something clicked.
One day, when I was walking home from the hospital after visiting my sick aunt, I realised that our time on earth doesn't last forever, so I should make the best out of it. The realisation made me contemplate life. What's the point in living if you have nothing to live for? I knew I had to find meaning. If I couldn't find it in myself, I'd simply find someone who gave me meaning. I was going to keep moving on; life sucked, but there were people who made it worth it. Who made it not hurt so badly. There was someone out there going through what I was, and feeling the same way. There were people going through worse, but they found the desire to live. So would I.
I'll admit, it took a while. In school, me and my friends never listened. It was against our rules. I thought about how I could possibly find meaning, for years on end.
That's when I met her.
The mysterious girl who isn't the nerdy one described who always sits at the front, but not your typical popular who sits and the back and puts gum under tables. She was just average. She never spoke or shown emotion, and it concerned me slightly. Her name was Helena.
One day, I was put into a (during school time) project with her. Most of my friends flipped out; they hate her guts. Although I was scared of her, I proceeded to do the project with her. Her lack of speech made it hard - basically impossible to do a simple task - until she arrived at my house with the entire plan for it. That day I heard her voice for the first time:
"Here is a full plan for tomorrow. This isn't classed as cheating."
My, was her voice angelic. It was quiet, soft and at an average pitch. At this moment, I noticed all of her beauty.
Her waist length hair was bleach blonde naturally, and she always wore it half up half down. Her hazel eyes were huge, opposing to her tiny nose and thin lips. Her figure was perfect; not too curvy but not a breadstick.
Before I could finish admiring her, she nodded at me and walked away. Damn.
Days passed, and we completed the project with a high score to end. She didn't speak once.
After the project, I made an effort to talk to her once a day, until eventually we did everything together. She was still quiet and emotionless, but she opened up to me in a way.
My friends saw through her flaws, and decided to also talk to her.
Without a doubt, she gave me meaning. I had reason, I had my happiness. I fell in love with her.
Slowly, our friends began to disappear. Some found peace, some moved schools, until there were only 5 of us left.
We all sat in a circle, telling each other how we'd miss each other, and they all slowly faded away. They found peace.  Caleb, Mia, Idina. All until it was just us. Me and her. Helena and I were left, making eye contact.
"I am in love with you, Helena. You're always on my mind. You're so beautiful, and the most lovely person I've ever met." I confessed.
"Thank you for everything."
For the first time, a pout appeared on her face and tears formed in her eyes.
"Please, don't leave me. Stay here. We can help everyone else, together."
She enveloped me into a hug.
"Say it again."
"No, I can't. You can't leave me."
"Please."
"I love you, Helena."
No more than a second later, I found myself hugging air. She was gone. She'd found peace.
I screamed her name. I screamed it with all I had, but it was no use. She was gone, never coming back. My reason to live, to have meaning.
Underneath me, my body collapsed. I couldn't do this without her. No way.
Slowly, I picked myself up and had a look around. I was the only one left. No peace, nobody with me. Was there even any point in my survival anymore? Not in the slightest bit.
There was still so much to find out about Helena, but now I'll never know.
I lost my best friend, my lover, my everything.