Dedicated to FallenIce! Thanks for the ideas!
After school, I didnt want to go home and face the beast, so I went to the park. I sat under the willow once again, and just thought of things I could do. I could go to the police... No. Then I would be an orphan. I dont want to be an orphan. I could shoot him and say it was self-defence... No. Then I would be even crazier at school.
I was awoken from my thoughts once again, when I heard the vines on the tree being lifted. I turned around to see Robbie.
"Do you hang out here a lot?" he asked.
"Well I wouldnt say a lot. I mean like maybe sometimes," I jumble together.
"Sure. Whatever," he said. "I knew you were lame but I didnt know you were this lame!" he laughed. I rolled my eyes.
Robbie POV
"I knew you were lame, but I didnt know you were that lame!" I laughed. She rolled her eyes. What am I doing. I am doing something bad to the girl I am pretty sure I'm in love with.
Yeah I just said that.
I, Robbie Kay, am in love with Abigail Peters.
"Whatever," she said walking the other way, down hill to the lake.
I cant believe what I did next.
She went tumbling, down the hill, straight into the lake.
She popped out of the water, struggling for breath.
"Help!" she yelled. I suddenly remembered Trever's party. Her lying by the pool. Soaked. Lifeless. Trever said she cuts. She almost drown. Jared slapped her.
Help her you idiot!
I jumped back to reality, and ran into the lake, and pulled her out. I set her on the grass, as she coughed for breath. When she started breathing normally, I spoke.
"I'm sorry," I said. she shook her head.
"No. You're not," she told me.
"Yes I am." I held my hand out to her.
"No get away from me!" I finally realised, she was scared.
*(Next day at school. Sorry for the time jump!)* Abigail POV
In english class, we had to right poems. I like poetry, so I was excited for this project.
I was the first one done, so I brought my poem to the teacher, and walked back to my seat.
About ten minutes later, The teacher got up infront of the class.
"Okay class. I have received a poem that is.... exrodinary. I would like it to be read out loud by the person who wrote it. So, Abigail, can you come up here please?" all eyes landed on me. I walked up infront of the class, and grabbed my poem out of the teachers hands.
I read aloud:
A boy and a girl, best of friends. From elementary to high school, from beginning to end. Through all these years their friendship grew.
They both felt the same,
but neither knew. Each waking moment, since the day they met, they both loved eachother, sunrise to sunset.
He was all she had, in her terrible life. He was the one, who kept her from her knife.
She was his angel, she made him smile. Though life threw him curves, she made it all worth while.
Then one day, things went terribly wrong.
The next few weeks were like a very sad song.He made her jealous, on purpose he tried.
When the girl asked, Do you love her? on purpose he lied.
He played with jealousy, like it was a game. Little did he know, things would never be the same.His plan was working, but he had no clue.
How wrong things wouls go, the damage he would do.
One night she broke down, feeling very alone, Just her and her blade, no one else home.She dialed his number, he answered
Hello
She told him she loved him, and hung up the phone.
He raced to her house, just a minute to late. Found her lying in blood, her heart had no rate. Beside her was a note, in it her confession. Her love for this boy, her only obsession. As he read the note, he knelt down and cried. He grabbed her knife, That night they both died. She was found in his arms, both of them dead. Under her note his haandwriting said: I loved her so,she never knew. All this time I loved her to.
I finished. Everything was silent, until the teacher spoke.
"What is the name of that poem, Abigail?" she asked.
"Romeo and Juliet," I told her.
"What is the meaning of the poem you just read?"
"That if you love someone dont lie to them, or try to make them jealous. If you love someone you should be together. Even if it means taking some risks. I'm not saying if the person you love dies, you should kill yourself, but just tell the person you love them, and if you dont things can change. It can be a good cange, but it's usually a bad change," I said. Man I feel like the president of the USA right now!
The teacher nodded and the bell rang.
"That's all for today, class. Thank you for reading the poem Abigail. Have a good day everybody!" he said and everybody scuried out.
******
"So what's this poem everybody is talking about?" Jacob asked, as we exit the building.
"EVerybody is talking about it?" I asked.
"Yeah! Can I hear it sometime?"
"Maybe."
"What's it called?" he asked.
"Romeo, and Juliet," I told him. He nodded.
We got in his car and drove to his house.
I cant beleive everyone is talking about my poem.
Hey guys!!!!! So sorry if there is a lot of grammer fails. I wrote this whole thing today cause I totally forgot it was Friday. Just so you know, I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR THE POEM! I found it on We <3 It. I do not take credit. Remember to vote and comment!!
