You I Met From The Stars

Chapter One

"Ollie why did you hurt me?", she said. "I never tried to hurt you, I promise!", I said sobbing. Her face began to deteriorate, "I hate you, I really hate you, Oliver!"

"Oliver!" Oliver!"

I opened my eyes and sat up to my mom shaking me. "Oliver are you okay?", mom asked frantically. "What happened?", I ask in shock. "Oh honey, you were crying and yelling in your sleep again", she placed a hand on my cheek.

"It was just another nightmare mom don't worry", I reassured her. "Sweetheart I hate seeing you like this, it's been 3 months since you've been having these so called nightmares. Are those therapy classes not helping?", she got up from my bed and crossed her arms. "Mom i'm fine", I say seriously.

"Ollie I'm just worried about you. Get some rest", she kissed my forehead and walked out the door while turning off the light.

I laid back down and thought about her again.

Phoebe.

We were best friends since the day we were born. I remember her silky black hair and her piercing light blue eyes. Her voice was like music to my ears. It's cheesy, but I thought she was the most perfect girl.

I loved her, unfortunately, I never told her because I didn't want what we had as friends to end.

It was one night that took her away from me.

She wanted to go to a party to see Derek, the boy she had a crush on. It was a school night and I told her that we shouldn't go.

"Oliver you are always such a party pooper you know!", phoebe yelled. "I am just trying to protect you Phoebe! Derek always does stupid crap and I don't want you to get hurt", I grabbed her arm. She glared at me, "We are not five anymore Oliver. Stop telling me what to do like you're my boyfriend. I can take care of myself". She pulled her arm away from me and hopped into the car while driving off.

That was the last time I ever saw her. The next morning my mom came running into my room and told me that Phoebe had gotten in a car accident with Derek.

She was gone.

If I went to the party with her things would have been different. We would have graduated high school together or if I told her my feelings she would possibly be with me right now.

I felt a tear drip down my cheek.

I was a fricken mess. I don't deserve to be in this world. I lost everything that was important to me.

I almost took my life a couple of times, but I couldn't do it. I didn't want to hurt my parents. They enrolled me into therapy classes, but it doesn't help at all.

I got out of bed and walked toward my window to see the full moon glistening in the sky.

In the corner of my eyes I saw something bright fly across the sky. I assumed it was a shooting star.

Hah, people say shooting stars can grant wishes.

I closed my eyes, "Well, I wish that I could see Phoebe again and fix everything that happened between us".

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