🦋 // these are all just made up stories that i had written down about my past events when i was younger. some are true, mostly relationships and stuff, but some are just what popped up onto my mind.
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losing him felt like losing my entire world - i basically did. alvaro was my bestfriend; my boyfriend.
four years being together; alvaro passed away in a car accident - the night we had our worst fight.
nothing will ever compare to this feeling that i have every. single. night. ive cried every day and every night since the accident.
he left that day because of me. we fought so crazily that and we were both crushed by it.
- flashback to that night -
"i can't believe you." i yelled at him, wiping the tears from my face.
"baby, i didn't mean what i said! i want you. i love you with my whole heart. you're my world, please stop!" alvaro yelled back, also crying.
we had gotten into an argument over this one girl named sam. he had deleted messages of the two but i found out. he was talking to her because he felt "lonely" and didn't feel loved by me. he was calling her beautiful and all and they were flirting with each other and talking about meeting up. this absolutely broke me.
"you meant what you said. i can't do this anymore." i said walking towards the bathroom, slamming the door.
alvaro followed and stopped right when i slammed it.
"baby, please-" he said leaning his forehead against the door, crying. "i can't lose you." he said trying to open the door.
i started to cry harder, shaking my head, trying to get the messages out of it.
"go away, alvaro! i hate you!" i yelled, not caring if it hurt him.
i could feel that that hurt him though. he leaned back from the door and walked away. i heard the front door shut and that's when I unlocked the bathroom door.
it felt like i had been in there for hours but in reality, it was 20 minutes.
"alvaro?" i whispered, tip toeing my way towards downstairs.
i looked around but there was no sight of him. i opened the front door to see that his car was gone, i had no idea where he was. he would come back at some point but until then, i would try to call him and tell him to come home.
i called him several times and there was no answer, i thought it was just because he wanted to get away and ignore me.
hours passed by and that's when i got the call.
"hello? varo?" i asked not even looking at the name or number, hoping he was the one who had called.
"y/n.. i need to talk to you." it was alvaros mom.
"mrs. romero? what's going on? is everything okay?" i asked getting worried.
"come to the house, please." she said while sobbing. what was going on?
i raced over to alvaros old house and ran towards the door.
i knocked and i opened the door to see alvaros parents, his brother, and his best friends, all crying and a cop. what happened.. where's varo?
"y/n. please sit down." his parents and his brother said leading me towards the living room couch. i sat down looking around for alvaro and never found him. i started to bite the inside of my lip and shake from my nerves being so bad.
"please tell me what's going on!" i said getting worried.
"it's alvaro." mattia said. i sat scared and wondering.
"and? what happened?"
"y/n.. he passed away. he was in a horrible car accident, apparently he wasn't watching where he was going and crashed on the highway." mattia told me crying.
when i heard those words come from his mouth, i looked around at everyone to see if this was some kind of sick joke alvaro had them play on me. but when i realized it was true, i couldn't even breathe.
- end of flashback -
it kills me to think that i hurt him so bad and right after, this happened. i would've never thought that i would lose him. ill love him for ever and always. but for now, ill stare at the stars at night and pray for him to come home even though i know he won't.
