One Drop

Chapter Fourteen: Will

Hi guys,

I am so, exponentially sorry that this chapter was missing in action for so long, and I apologise profusely!!!!!! I know that there isn't much in the way of excuses, but please listen and consider anyway. I have been sick for a while now, and I also had some gum problems, and found out I have anaemia, so peeps I have been to a LOT of doctors appointments lately, which doesn't leave much left for writing time as well as school, homework and numerous dance rehearsals! Phew, I'm tired just thinking about all the things I get up to! Anyway, I hope you likies, but first there's a few things you should know. First, the song on the side is called Never Let Me Go by Florence and the Machine, and it was the theme song for this chapter. Please listen while reading, and tell me what you think in the comments section below. Now, I would also like to quickly do a bit of shameless self-promotion. Please enjoy my story, but I would also like to ask a teeny tiny favour in that you tell your friends about my story! I would really like to wrack up some more reads, and the only way to do that is to set the rumour mill on fire! So please, tell your friends, and I will be eternally grateful! Lastly I am sorry to say that I will be on camp from next Tuesday until the Friday after, and I'm pretty sure they don't have computers or Internet in the wilderness, which sadly means no new writing for the next couple of weeks! But don't worry, as soon as I'm back I will try and crack out a new chapter. Now that this one is pretty much over, (don't worry, still at least two more chapters to go!) I will hopefully get started on my next project, but don't ask as I have not set a premiere date for it yet! So stay tuned, and I will see you lovelies around!!!! Bye bye!!!!!

Hugs, kisses and Tiffany's diamonds!

BoBo99 <3

I don't remember very much after that. The pain and grief are just too much, so I shut down, turn on autopilot and let Phil and Jilly lead me through life. I'm like a puppet, a robot, no longer conscious of what happens to me, and no longer caring. It feels like my heart has been ripped out of my chest, stamped on repeatedly until there's nothing left in it, and then shoved back into me. I replay those last moments with her over and over in my head, holding onto them even though they hurt to think of. Because in the end, this is all I have left of her, these memories from the last five years. This is the closest I can get to her now, the closest I will ever be.

Girl Dies in Shock Car Accident

Long time and much loved resident Emily Fitzgerald was yesterday killed in a horrific freak hit-and-run accident, sustaining injuries that proved too many to cure. Miss Fitzgerald was driving along the main street of town with boyfriend William Marksbury, driving to the supermarket to buy some supplies. As she approached the supermarket however, tragedy struck as another car ran her down at 120kmph, 80km over the street's 40km speed limit. Mr Marksbury was the first to help, rushing to his girlfriend's aid as the other driver, presumed drunk and high on drugs fled the scene. Another bystander called an ambulance as Mr Marksbury tried desperately to revive his girlfriend, to no avail. Miss Fitzgerald was already fading when emergency services arrived twenty minutes later, and she sadly died on the way to hospital. Miss Fitzgerald was a kind and charitable member of the community, and she will be sadly missed. Friends and relatives alike all gathered yesterday for a heart wrenching tear filled funeral, though Mr Marksbury was mysteriously absent. Condolences to the family, and may this be a painful reminder of what drink and drug driving can do.

Jillian Marksbury - A Best Friend's Eulogy

I was four years old when I first met Emily. It was our first ballet class together, and our teacher Mrs Beecher put us in the front row, because we were both the best in class. When we were doing our little points and such, Emily fell over, and I rushed to help her up. Ever since then, we were best and inseparable friends. People often called us the twins, not only because we looked similar, but because we never did anything without the other. When we were five, we both started school together, the bestest of friends, sisters almost. When we were six however, fate flexed her cruel hand and her dad moved her away, and we lost contact. I never forgot my childhood friend, the one everyone was telling me about, but for some reason we never wrote, or talked. 9 years later, the most surprising thing happened when  she came back, and the first person she met was my brother Will. Of course they were meant for each other, and once again the twins were back together, only now we were triplets, with Will joining the mix. It's amazing how fast five years can go, but it was the best five years of my life. There was this one time, when the three of us went to Hawaii together, and we just had the BEST time. It was just the three of us for like, a month over the summer, and it rocked! We spent like the whole trip on the beach, and by the end of the month we felt like Hawaii was our second home. We promised that we would one day go back together, and I wish we still could.