•the seventeenth•

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I slide down the wall. Stared in front of me I shook my head.

This isn't happening it isn't happening! It is just a twisted nightmare... and I'll wake up soon. Wait does that mean that Shawn still doesn't know my name... i don't want to lose him. But better then this is a dream than that he remembers my name.
I want Demian back too. I miss him so much. It really hurt that's why I'm so clinging on Shawn. Because i miss the contact with Demian. I miss how his breath blew down on my hair. While his chin was reading on the top of my head. I miss how his hands tangled my hair. How our conversation could be so depth even if we had nothing more to talk about.

He was always there for me to calm me. And i was always there for him.
We are Friends for so long now... our parents always thought that we should fall in love one day. Sometimes they forced us. When i turned 17 Demian stayed over because his brother died in a car crash a week ago and i didn't risk him to get through traffic. My mother freaked out and forced me to get on the pill. My father came back from the supermarket he brought condoms with him. Demian and i brushed out laughing. Our friendship won't turn into love. It never did. I was too shy to kiss somebody. And he was too busy with Ava one girl who was one year back from us.

I smiled by the thought of Demian. I really hope this is a nightmare.
"No no no please don't..! Don't" a girl begged. I claw to the door. Looked closely through the door lock and saw her... Ava. She was walking backward hands raised above her head. The shooter was walking towards her...

Wait no...no no... it wasn't just a shooter it was... it was... Demian!
Is he really gonna kill the girl he has a crush on for 2 years now?!

He grumbled with the gun. Load it. Ava threw herself on her knees begging him not to.
"Please, Demian stop being so crazy you don't want this!..". He raied the gun.
"I'm sorry but i need to".
"Demian you don't have to please stop you scare me".
"no they make me do this. I hate them for it but i need to".
He shot her she cried softly.

Ava was the seventeenth

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