The Boy Who Thought I Died (M.C.)

: One :

UNEDITED

SONGS-

Fallen Angels - Black Veil Brides

cheatercheaterbestfriendeater - NeverShoutNever

This shit getz old - NeverShoutNever

All of the Stars - Ed Sheeran

13 YEARS BEFORE

"Do you have to leave?" my 5 year old voice comes out whiny and squeaky.

"Ella, i have too." Luke is the only one who calls me Ella instead of Ella Louise, and the only one i allow.

His voice is a little deeper than mine because he is a boy.

"But, why does it have to be Australia??" I ask.

"Because im Australian and thats my home," i never notice his accent unless i focus on it because im so used to it.

"But why cant you stay in New York?"

"Because, its not like i want to. My mum is moving there for her job and she has to take me with her."

"What about your dad?" I regret it immediatly after i say it.

"You know he hates me. He lives a few blocks away but i dont care, im not living with him Ella." There is pain in Luke's eyes as he turns and walks to his car.

Our houses are on the out skirts on New York City, in the country, endless feilds of tall grass surrounding them.

I watch as my best friend drives away, never to see him again.

PRESENT DAY

"I know all, about your type!" i belt out quietly on my way homme from school. I live in the country but i still walk the 5 miles to school. Yea i know, a lot of walking.

I love the alone time though.

I walk right past the old crunched up "FOR SALE" sign out side of his house. I used to stop and look at his house, all the old windows and i can still see some of his drawings hanging on the wall in his room that he didt take with him.

But now, it hurts too much, even 13 years later, at the age 17 almost 18.

The song changes and i dont recognize it at first, it has a soft entry.

Then i know what it is, its not a usual song of mine, so i quickly skip it.

I dont know why i put any of his bands songs on here.

I jog the next fourth of a mile to my house and into the front door. My braid is falling out so i shake it out, throwing the bleached white and dyed purple hair out of my eyes and take some energy jucie out of the kitchen.

See, my eating schedule goes,

Breakfast - some monster energy and an energy bar with fruit.

Lunch - Apple or orange slices and some apple juice

Dinner - Anyting my mom makes and some fruit.

Snack - Some more monster energy and energy bar with fruit slices.

So basically i barely eat anything unhealty and i keep my energy up so i can write. If i get writers block i eat some more fruit and drink another bit of Monster.

"IM HOME MUM." Im not Aussie but i always called her mum since i met Luke. It doesnt feel right callingher mom.

"OK!" she calls back from her studio.

se is an aritist, i have her skills but i dont usualy paint, just sketch and write. Mum has a degree for writing but shes only writen a few books.

I jog up the stairs, taking them two at a time and dump my bag on my bed.

I didnt know i drifted off until i was awoken by my mum knocking.

"Ella Lousie??" She says softly. I press the lock button on my phone to show the time.

5:13.

"Yea mum?" i say back rubbing my face and sitting up.

"May i come in? Its really important."

"Yea," i am rubbing my eyeline off my eyes with a make up wipe when she walks in.

"OK, i got a call from Nina,"

"Nina Hemmings?" my eyes go wide and i push back tears at the name.

"Yes, and she says that Luke is moving back with his band," I cant hold the tears back now, they flow freely.

"Where," i manage but it doesnt sound like a question.

"The old house, next door," she hasnt made eye contact with me the whole time.

"When?"

"They will be here tomorrow."

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