"And she will be loved."

Chapter 11

chapter 11: "So far so good...but then again..."

Best. Decision. Of. My. Life. That's all i can say. Tyler"s like honey. A weird comparision but you get the picture. He's a really really sweet boyfriend. He's probably the dream guy that every girl would long for. He's like my very own Romeo. Or like Leonardo DiCaprio as Jake in Titantic. I hope you get my point because if i were able to describe how sweet he was, pigs would be able to fly and unicorns would exist. Wait but unicorns already exist. Lets just go with pigs can fly.

My train of thoughts was rudely interrupted by the sound of my phone ringing. Fumbling around for my phone, i quickly pressed the phone to my ear.

"Babe?' the sweet sweet voice that came from the other end of my phone sent shivers down my spine.

"What's up Tyler?" i answered back, trying my best to not show how affected i already was just by listening to his voice on the phone. But then again, i am his girlfriend and i am meant to be this affected...right?

"Meet me at the ice cream gallery, near the playground at 2pm. I got permission already so don't worry. See you!" with that, he hung up.

why would he want to meet up with me?

well duh for a date.

i look at the clock only to realise it was already 1pm! Quickly i started to rummage through my closet, looking for a suitable outfit. Like every normal girl, i had 'nothing' to wear. Thank God Amber and Serena were both there. By now, both of them had gotten used to the idea that i was dating, or 'hanging out', as they call it, with 'the murderer'. In the end, with the help of Amer and Serena, i decided to wear a floral romper and some black doc marts. After all, i was just going to the ice cream gallery, nothing special. I hope.

But you want it to be something special. My mind whispered.

Ignoring my wonderful mind, i quickly called a cab.

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As the cab drove towards the ice cream gallery, it started to pour heavily, as if something bad was about to happen. Little did i know how bad it would be.

Just as the cab was about to turn into the ice cream gallery, i spied Tyler from the corner of my eye, looking handsome like he always does, with that half boyish grin half smirk. The sight of him made the corners of my mouth lift.

Subsequently, everything went by in slow motion. Behind me, i could hear the screeching tyres of a car and Tyler's expression turned from excited to panick. His expression and the screeching of the tyres were all too familiar for me. After all, i experienced it when i was younger. It was so familiar i didn't even panick. The cab driver, however, was frantically trying to drive away to avoid the car behind that was spinning out of control. I, on the other hand, did not even feel a single bit panicked. Instead, i closed my eyes and wait, impatiently, for the impact. The impact which i was almost happy for. As i sat there, unmoving, with eyes closed, i felt, for the first time that maybe, just maybe, i coukd be reunited with my family again. Life wouldn't be so hard anymore because i would be with them. Sure i would have to leave Tyler behind, but some day he would join me wherever up there is right?

Terror was not what i felt. Peace was more like it. Peace because i may finally be able to leave this terrible place we all call earth. Peace because i wouldn't have to carry the guilt of that day on my shoulders anymore. Yet, i wasn't sure if that was what i wanted.

After what seemed like forever, the impact finally came. The screeching of the tyres stopped and all i could feel was myself being thrown forward. The world was a blur before me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed. Tyler. He screamed. In a flash, he was kneeling before me, yet i still didn't feel like fighting the darkness off. There was no need to.

"Come on, Becca. You can make it. The ambulance's coming." Tyler said, sobs escaping out of his mouth. "Don't leave!"

Even that couldn't give me the will to fight off the darkness. The darkness in which i knew was what took my parents, my brother, away. Darkness which would be permenant if i didn't fight it off now. But what did i have in the cruel world that would make permenant darkness worse than living in this world? Nothing.

Tyler. My mind whispered.

Nothing.

Tyler.

Nothing. The pain, the guilt, it'll be gone. 

But Tyler...

"Tyler…im sorry." i whispered.

The pain was almost gone. Peace was settling in. With that, i let the darkness fade in. The darkness in which i would never resurface from.

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A/N: Well…im sorry it had to end this way. *cries* ((pls don't kill me or Rachel)) there will be one last chapter which Rachel will be writing:)))

-Michelle