.:Flashback:.
"Happy birthday Yuki!"
I looked up, my jaded orbs hidden behind my nerdy glasses, watering as my best friend finished putting a necklace around my neck.
I felt goosebumps rise on my arms when I felt cool metal settle on my collarbone.
There were three charms on it.
The first was half of a heart with the word 'friend' on it.
The second was a clarinet.
The third...was a Uchiha fan from the anime Naruto, which was my favorite.
I jumped out of my seat and into my friend's arms. She laughed as she caught me, and she squeezed me tight.
My eyes trailed up her neck to her face. She was a pretty raven, with dark blue eyes that sparkled with an inner light. She was fairly pale, with a great complexion and the prettiest smile you could find.
Her name was Chloe Parks.
She had been my best friend for years. She was my idol, the person I looked up to and was myself around.
She...understood me in a way no one else did.
But she was taken from me, like everything else.
.:Time skip:.
I was sitting in a hospital room. Tears raced down my cheeks as the doctor walked out of the intensive care unit.
His face was grim, until he saw me sitting there.
I, a blonde 14 year-old girl with the innocent eyes and heart of a child. I seemed so small in that hallway.
"We need to talk." He smiles sadly.
"Sit down it's just a 'talk'." I say quietly.
(Song reference, first to get it gets a one-shot :D)
The doctor gives me a apologetic smile, while I stare past him at the ICU doors.
"Yuki...that is you name right?" The doctor asked slowly.
"Yes...it is..." I said burying my head in my hands.
"I hate to be the bearer of this news...but sweetie I'm sorry...your friend...Chloe...she didn't make it."
I stayed silent for a moment, before I lifted my head up and chocked out a question.
"A-and he-her mom...?" The doctor stayed silent for a moment before slowly shaking his head.
"Honey...you ar-are the only survivor of the car crash..." The doctor, whose name-tag read Chris, choked on his own sentence, and I saw a tear roll down his cheek.
"C-can I ha-have a mom-moment with the-them?" I asked Chris, fighting crying and sobbing to ask.
"Ye-yes...you can." Chris lead me to the room.
I walked in and saw the pair laying on separate beds, so peaceful. They appeared as though they were just sleeping.
I raced over to Chloe's bed and felt my breathing hitch. Her eyes were closed, but no breath entered or left her body.
I climbed onto the bed and hugged her for the last time, shivering when no body heat comforted me.
I tried to lean back when I felt I had sobbed on my friend's unmoving chest long enough, only to find that the necklace around my neck had tangled in her's.
Tears once again sprang to my eyes as I saw a locket on her necklace.
I unclasped it with shaking hands to find a picture of me and her on one side of the locket and her mom on the other.
