My Book of Random Stories

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His eyes were like two sapphires shining in the sun. His hair was like a brown mop sitting messily on his head. It was rare to see him smile but when he did, it would light up the whole room. He was tall and muscular. This boy was the definition of perfect...and I know most people say that perfect doesn't exist...but trust me on this, this boy is perfect or at least the closest to perfect as you could ever get. I was so in love with this boy it hurt. But even though I loved him with everything I am, he didn't feel the same. Or at least he never had the chance to feel the same way.'

Stop it, Stella! Thinking about that is only going to cause another breakdown and we don't need that right now!' I scold myself for thinking back to that terrible day. 

I take a deep breath, noticing just how badly my breath was shaking. I shake my head, not allowing the memories to come back, but that just makes them fight harder. It felt like my head was about to split open and all the memories and thoughts I had kept to myself for so long were just going to come flowing out for everyone to see.

'aaaaaAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!' I started screaming, the memories finally making their way back to me. 'NO! NOOOOOOOOOO! ADRIAN!'

I couldn't breathe the memories were back to hard and fast, I've had emotional and mental breakdowns before but this was by far the worst one I had ever experienced. 

 'Adi come back!'

'Nope! You have to catch me!' 

We sped off running around the park until we couldn't run anymore. Then we just laid there hand in hand, trying to catch our breath, while laughing at how stupid we were.

We were only 6 at the time, but that's when I knew we would be together forever. And it almost happened. 

Almost. The word that will forever haunt me. 

I almost found happiness. He almost loved me. He almost survived.

The last one hurts the most.

 As soon as I got the call I rushed over to the hospital.

'No no no nonononono! This isn't happening, this is just a bad dream!

'But it wasn't. 

Oh, how I wish it was a bad dream.

I  walked into the waiting room and was engulfed by Adi's parents embraces.

'I'm so so sorry.' 

It was a few hours of waiting before we got any news, and the news we got was the worst imaginable.

'I'm so so sorry Mr and Mrs Smith, but I'm afraid your son has passed away.

Passed away or in other words, dead.

Adrian is dead. My best friend, the only person I had trusted with everything is dead. And it's my fault.

We had had a huge fight before he died and he stormed off and I let him, if I had just swallowed my pride and stopped him he would still be here today. 

I can't sleep anymore, all I can see is him storming off and me screaming after him about how much I hate him and how I never want to see him again.

He died and my last words to him were: ' I HATE YOU, I NEVER WANT TO SPEAK TO OR EVEN SEE YOU AGAIN' and I got my wish.

And I'm rambling on right now and I'm not making any sense but all I really have to say to you at this point is, I'm sorry...and I love you.