Lost Love

The Now

As I walk onto the dock I can feel the cold oak wood beneath my feet; with each step the dock rocks a bit more upon this crystal clear lake. I can only feel one thing, agony, pure agony.

Everything reminds me of her. This lake, pure, full of life, beautiful, just like my Emily. I can't seem to comprehend how it all happened, I can't wrap my head around this tragedy. My everything, gone. Killed by a man who shows no remorse, no feeling. It's sickening.

We were sitting in our spot, the only spot in Spring Ford park that has any fluffy grass, the kind that feels like a pillow once you sit on it, it's right under Emily's favorite willow tree, she was so peaceful. It all happened so fast. We could hear screaming in the distance, yet we were too naïve to run, or even get up. A man approached us, tall and slender, wearing all black. He had this disgusting grin on his face as he pulled out a semiautomatic, aiming it right Emily and I. We got up, tried to run. I heard him fire, the sound stung my ears. A few short moments later I heard Emily let out the most deafening of shrieks.  I turned around to see her on the ground, laying limp. I sprinted over to her and fell to my knees. She was gone, shot right in the head.

So, here I am now, without her, my partner in crime. The air is getting colder, I can feel myself start to shiver. I've been sitting on this dock for around three hours, just thinking. I stand up and begin to walk home and with each step I feel the same agony as before. I get home around five o'clock. I walk up to the house, it's the smallest on the block, but that makes sense considering it's only my mother and I. I walk up to the little brown house. I reach the door and grab the round handle, cold. I quietly open the door not knowing if my mom is sleeping or not. Her new job at the local Super Store, or as I like to call it "Stupid Store," is putting her on all the night shifts, it's ridiculous. As I walk in I see my mother on the couch. She turns to look at me, with sad eyes full of pity. 

"Hey honey, I made dinner for you. It's in the fridge you just have to warm it up," she says, gesturing towards the kitchen.

"Thanks Mom," I mutter. I walk over to the kitchen and open the fridge. I grab the plate my mom set up for me. Mashed potatoes, peas, dill carrots, chicken, and of course some gravy. My favorite. My mom always knows how to lighten my mood, no matter how little it actually impacts how I'm feeling, I appreciate it. I place the food in the microwave and heat it up for one minute. BEEP BEEP BEEP I hear the microwave go off and I shuffle over to it. I grab the plate and sit down at the table I scarf up the food. Once I'm done I put all the dirty dishes into the dishwasher and start it. I made my way over to the couch and sit down next to my mother.

"So, How was your day, Mom?" I ask.

"It was pretty good. Long day at work, but that's nothing new," she replies," What about your  day, Jacob?" She knows how my day was. It's always the same now.

"It was fine. Went down to the dock, the lake water is getting to clear now, It's beautiful really." I lied. My day wasn't fine. I'm dying and nobody seems to care or notice. Emily would notice, she always did. She was magic I swear.

" That's good, honey." She has a small grin on her face. "I'm going off to bed, goodnight sweetheart." she walked away yawing.

"Goodnight Mom," I reply. I get up and head to my room. I walk in, take off my blue polo shirt and my kakis. I slip on my favorite pair of basketball shorts. I exit my room and head over to the bathroom to shower and brush my teeth. I strip off my clothing and step into the shower. The water is hot, burning my back and making me look like I'm a fish out of water. Once I adjust the temperature it's fine. I stand in there for an hour thinking about Emily again. I start to cry an ugly cry, like Kim Kardashian.  I finish brushing my teeth till they look white as snow. I begin to trudge over to my room, once I'm in a jump into my king sized bed and glance over to the clock that now reads 12:00 AM. I begin to drift into a deep sleep, knowing that tomorrow I have the thing that I dread the most nowadays..

School...

A/N

Thanks so much for reading the first chapter to my book! I hope you all enjoyed it, because I had to rewrite the ending at least 5 times.

Feel free to leave suggestions and comment when you think I should update next, right now I'm thinking maybe every two days, but that might change as the story progresses.