We Met because of Death.

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I never thought my life could be ripped apart. I don't think anyone knew their life could be so destroyed in a matter of seconds. The thought of her everyday her smile her laugh it's all gone. Her promises that she would always be here, always by my side, her death had taken away those promises. Love was the only thing that had mattered to me she was the only one.

Chapter 1: How it All Began
    I had met Brittany when I was 18 just started college and she was my neighbor at the apartment I lived in. We ran in to each other a lot until I had finally found the courage to take her out on a date. To sum it all up we had a good time and there was more dates more time together so much more until we fell in love. I had only been with her for three years when she went missing. She had disappeared and was gone for two weeks. All the time I spent frantically searching screaming out her name but by the time we found her I was too late. She was found in a river two hours away from where we had lived. She had been driving to see her brother when her car lost control and she drove into the river. She never made it out. She was gone forever. I remember the pain the emptiness,  everyday going by, everyday that she wasn't there. Her funeral was a week later. All I could feel was nothing but dull numbing pain . Her family had blamed me for her death, the death of their only daughter who they cried over for months. They never did forgive me. I was alone or so I thought.

   Now four years later and it still hurts. Still felt like my heart was ripped apart. I was lost the real me had vanished ,dead along besides her.  I stare at my reflection my brown hair long,  my brown eyes dull and empty. Twenty five years old and I looked like death. Brittany would be Twenty four right now she'd be my wife living in our house that we had planned to build together. Who knows we may had even been talking about kids. Maybe one or two and she'd be smiling and laying in my arms just like she use to. I shake my head and walk out not being able to stand seeing her when it hurts so much. Everytime I saw myself I could always see her in my eyes and I couldn't bare it. I walk into the living room where my brother Simon holds a suitcase he looks up as I sit down in front of him.
   " Hey you hungry?" He says as I watch as he opens the suitcase up on the table. " No , what are you doing?" All of a sudden he frowns at me and I stare confused. He signs , " I'm packing for LA remember us going to move back home? Please tell me you've been packing because we're leaving early tomorrow." I roll my eyes two months ago my brothers got the idea that it would be best to get me away from here and back home where I grew up. They had been worried about me and felt that me staying in the place where me and Brittney use to live was only making me worse. I had to admit they were right it wasn't good for me to still be here. This place always reminded me of the past which is why I had agreed weeks later. Lately though the thought of giving up this apartment was killing me. This was the only thing connected to Brittany that I had left. Ever since she died I barley left the place. I never even tried to find someone else I couldn't. Moving was the only way for me to be able to and I knew that but god it hurt. " Yes Simon I have everything packed and loaded in the truck."  " Well good I was afraid you didn't do anything and then I was gonna have to do it" He looks at me and sits next to me . For a moment there's silence but I can feel his eyes burning the side of my face. " Austin I know your probably hurting leaving this place and all but it's the best thing for you . We all worry about you and we want to see you get better. Dad misses you so does your old friends Ryan and Logan. And Claire remember her dad's old girlfriend she would love to see you again. Her daughter's live with her now they're pretty nice dad loves them. You'll get to meet them and maybe being with your old friends and family will help. "
" When did they move in with Claire I didn't even know she had daughters?"  " They moved in with her awhile ago , she  mentioned them sometimes when her and dad started dating but they had lived in Arizona with their dad." " Hm well I guess I'll be meeting them then. Look Simon I know you guys worry about me and that's part of why I'm doing this. I want to move on too but Its hard Si I'm doing the best I can."  " I know Austin we all do" I sign and give him a small smile,  he smiles back and looks at the time and stands up grabbing the suitcase. " Well I'll see you tomorrow then. " " Yeah you too Si maybe things will get better once we get there."

It was Brittany I knew it was it was her voice. I was in a field  running I had to find her. I search for her the sound of her voice getting louder as she calls for me. " Brit where are you answer me" " Austin I'm here I've always been here just like I promised"  I fall on to my knees the sound of her voice so beautiful the pain burns inside me. " where I don't see you I want to see you Brittany I need to." " I know but not yet. "  I look around hoping to see her anyway all I wanted was to see her face to see her smile . I wanted to see her eyes shine down at me her brown hair in a phony tail that made the shape of her face stick out and the freckles on her nose and cheeks that I had loved to kiss when I woke up in the mornings. I just wanted to see her again. " Austin I know you miss me I've missed you too but your not ready yet. Go to LA and you'll see me there I promise."
" But why not now why only there?" " It's better for you there I can't tell you exactly why but you will see for yourself. Just do this for me Love and do it for yourself." " Brit I love you" " I love you too ." I jump up in bed Brittany's voice echoing inside my head. She wanted me to go to LA but why what was there as far as I knew she had never been there before so why ? I shake my head and rub my eyes it was just a dream it had to be but why did it feel so real? I lay back down and stare at the ceiling tears falling down my face. Was that really her?

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