Lost #TKBMovieContest

~ Lost ~

Never underestimate the power of love...

The first time I saw him, his beautiful brown eyes, the way they stared back into mine. I had just gotten out of the last class of the day, and he was just there waiting for me. I took him with me to the skate park before I went home.

We sat on a bench and he told me everything, told me how his brother had hung himself three years ago and the trial was still ongoing, told me about how he moved here last year to avoid the trial alone because he was 18 now. He told me how his brother had a girlfriend named Loren and when he died she dated him, but she was so disturbed, she killed herself to end her suffering.

I had sympathy for him. He had a big heart, he wouldn't hurt anyone. He didn't deserve to feel this way, but he did, and I knew I had to change that.

I promised that I would change his mind on life.

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The day after I made him the promise, we went to the ice cream shop after school. He told me everything that happened then we'd laugh and finish our cup of chocolate ice cream.

Days like this went by, and every time I saw him smile or laugh I would make a mark on the table.

So far...
13.

We went to prom together and he picked me up in his black pickup truck. I wore a salmon coloured dress and he wore a salmon coloured tie around his neck with his black suit.

15.

I never understood why we didn't call each other boyfriend and girlfriend, or why we never considered our time together dates. It didn't bother me though because it felt nice to have a best friend figure by my side that I loved so much.

20.

I remember the day when he showed up to school with his black sweatshirt and grey joggers on. He hid his face in his hood and his arms were covered by his sleeves. All day he told me he'd given up and he was done trying. I thought nothing of it besides that I would take him to get ice cream after school and everything would be okay, but when I found a note attached to the wall where we usually met up before we left that had my name on it and watched his truck speed away from the school, I should've known.

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At the bottom of the note he told me he'd always admired my writing. He would always compliment my work. He asked me to write his obituary and a remembrance speech for him.

I should've known.

The next day he was found in his room, laying on the floor, lifeless. I could feel his presence with me throughout the day. I just wish he could've been there, especially when I needed him most.

I'm so sorry, I should've known.

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             ~him