The Lover

Chapter 2 : The Night I lost Him

It was in the middle of fall. The beautiful leaves and the warm October air. Everything was perfect. It was a saturday. I was sitting outside on my pourch. I had my hair down, my favirote rippd jeans and a Old navy sweatshirt on. It was late afternoon and my mother was already at work. I was waiting for James. I was confused on why he was not there This morning. I texted Him asking where he was. He never texted back. "Where is he? He should be here by now." I said to myself.  I stayed there until ten oclock p.m. "Is this his way of dumping me? after five years? " I asked myself. I texted him one more time. Still no reply. I went inside and sat on my bed. I decided to text my best friend Nicole. She probably knows whats up I thought. I texted her asking if he heard from James. He was suppose to be here by now. She responded fast. That text changed my life. She texted me telling me James is dead. My face was pale. She texted me again telling me shes on my way over. 

    Nicole was at my front pourch. I ran to opened the door. She was in tears. "Come in!" I begged. She came in and sat down on the couch. "You should sit down" Nicole told me in a shaky voice. "How did he die?" I asked. "Car accident." Nicole replied. "Tell me the whole story," I begged. "Well it happened last night, He was on his way to visit his grandparents after he left your house, I only know that cause he texted me telling me that you are safe keeping me updated. He got hit by a car and badly. His car flipped over smashing him. He was bleeding so much. They rushed him to the hospital.They could not save him in time Megan. I am so sorry." Nicole said. "How did you know he was in the hospital?" I asked. "His parents told me, I thought you knew.." Nicole said. I began to cry. "I didnt know." Megan said. I began to cry harder. I didnt know what to do with myself. I wanted to scream and cry and just shout. I hugged Nicole. I fell asleep crying. Nicole never left my side. 

  The next morning Came. Nicole already left. My mom was still home. "How are you feeling?" She asked. "What are you doing here? You have work." I said. "I took a day off, Nicole told me what happened." My mom said. "I am really sorry." She added. I burst into tears. How am I gonna face school tommorow? I thought. At that moment my depression came back. All day On sunday I just layed in my bed and cried. I slept most of the day. When I was not crying I was sleeping. I started taking my medication again for my anxiety. My life was falling apart again...