Kelsey's pov
I still can't believe he's gone. It seems like yesterday we just met and now he's gone.
This is how my weekend went:
~Saturday~
Woke up-cried
Took shower-cried
Put on clothes-cried
Barely ate breakfast-cried
Watched tv-cried
Went to my room and played sad music- cried
Cried myself to sleep
Woke up for lunch that I didn't eat-cried
Used the bathroom-cried
Layed in bed and cried
Went to sleep again
Got woke up for dinner-cried
Ate dinner, still didn't have a appetite I ate a little to please my worried parents-cried
Took another shower-cried
Went to bed-cried
Cried myself asleep again
Sunday I did the same thing as Saturday.
My mom and dad tried to cheer me up but it didn't work.
I lost the love of my life in a matter of minutes. How was I supposed to deal?
I haven't eaten much in two days. Which was crazy because I love my mom's cooking. It always made my feel better but now it ain't working. I actually haven't had an appetite.
My friends have been blowing my phone up all weekend. I just wasn't in the mood to talk to them or even about the situation at all. Too afraid that the tears would come again.
I glance over at my alarm clock knowing that I have to get up in a couple of hours to go to school. It's four a.m. and I couldn't sleep I've been tossing and turning all night.
All I dreamt about was Tyrone. First it'll be a sweet memory of us together cuddling and kissing. The it flashes to Friday night and it all happens again. Him drunk, the fight, the guy, the gun. 'What if I could've stopped him? What if I never went to that party? What if...?'
It all just hurts entirely too much. I need to move on I'm done crying over it. I'll miss him sooo much. I'll always remember him but I can't bring him back, no one can.
A couple hours pass by with no sleep. My parents enter my room and both sit on either side of my bed.
"Mi amor, Are you okay? You don't have to go to school if you're not up for it. We could always stay and cuddle. You know, eat a whole bunch of junk food together. Would you like that?" My mom gently strokes my hair.
Silence
"Key, we're just worried about you. Let us know what we can do for you and we'll do it, no questions asked. We just miss our little girl." My dad rubs my back and kisses my head.
I sigh " That's why I love you guys. You're so understanding but honestly I'm fine. I'm going too school and you guys can go to work I'll be ight." Looking at both of their concerned looks.
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Oil & Water: Paths Collide
Teen Fiction"We're like oil and water they'll never mix"