The memories
Me and Leah appeared on the dance floor, I dressed in a black formal suit with a black tie. We didnt have dates,so I dressed up as a guy. Leah was dressed in a frilly black and red dress.....
(The memory gets interrupted)
I grabbed my hair and began pulling it out. I don't need any memories to change my fate. I want to die. Andy where are you? You wanted to me die!? Well,come on, drag me to hell!
Anne!
I paid no attention
Memories
"Ow,stop it!" I whined when Leah started to poke me in my sides. She stopped and whispered in my ear.
"I love you,Annie" she hugged and started to kiss me on the cheek,making weird noises....
(Again interrupted)
We were like,11 at that time. She's grown up. She doesn't love me,jasper.
Please don't do this,Anne
"Shut up!"
This was it, whenever I shouted at jasper in front of people,he'll shut up.
No I won't!
The car almost crashed into a lamp post,missing just barely.
Nice try Andy.
Will killing myself help Leah? She will probably break down and Rod would be there on my coffin,a smirk plastered on his face.
I tried to push away the memories,and focused on my coffin, I saw myself inside the coffin,looking calm and contented. Leah was crying her eyes out. She'll probably calm down when I'm buried. I stared at Rod whose smirk was growing wider,his features started to change. His brown hair becoming messy,skin turning pale and clothes becoming crimson red. I gasped at what I saw next.
Nightmare Andy was there,my guess was right. It was Rod all along,now Leah will spend her life with this devil,I had to stop this,but I was dead.
The moment when Leah needed me to help her, I wasn't there
"No!" I shrieked out.
The lady looked at me in confusion
Shit,I have to go to Leah's house NOW.
Goddamit,what was her adresss?
5th avenue, flat no 7310
Thank you Jasper.
"I live in 5th avenue,flat no 7310."
You're welcome, Anne
The lady drove silently, and I staring at the ground with my head hung in shame.
I'm so immature, crying over a girl, what am I ,three?
Its okay,Anne. Everything isn't just not meant to be your way.
My hair was dripping heavily, and was weighing me down. Not to mention the pain which was growing again.
We reached Leah's house by now. I fished out a dollar bill and gave it to the lady. I couldn't be an asshat all the time.
YOU ARE READING
ANNE
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