Lost

Chapter 4

Lately I haven't been able to focus on anything. It feels as if the world around me is moving and I'm stuck standing still, watching it pass by. All day I question the universe, "why her?"

She was a pure soul and I'll never understand why she was taken from me. Sometimes I cried to the skies in anger and pain. It was unbearable.
She was my everything.

It's Tuesday morning and I woke up on the floor again. Each morning when I wake up, I ask myself if it really happened. I prayed to wake up for me to realise that it was all just a terrible nightmare. I wish to wake up to receive her morning texts. It was one of the things I looked forward to each morning. Reading her texts in the morning was an amazing way to start my day. Sometimes if I hadn't reply, she knew I would still be sleeping so she would quickly get ready and come over to my place to wake me up.
Can you imagine?
You wake up to the love of your life?
The feeling is something else. Seeing her always puts a smile on my face.

"Wake up handsome" Isabelle said.
"Isabelle? Hey baby good morning" I replied while getting up.

"We're gonna be late aren't we?" I asked before looking at the time.

"Not if you can get ready in 5 minutes" Isabelle said, right before she kissed me.

I got ready as quickly as possible while she decided what I should wear. She picked a grey hoody with black jeans and white sneakers. I wore them and we rushed downstairs.

"Hey there you guys! Come on, have some breakfast before leaving" mom said.

"We can't mom, we're gonna miss the bus, we have to go to a field trip today and we cannot miss that no matter what" I replied while leaving the house with Isabelle.

"Honey, your lunch" mom reminded me.

"I got it" Isabelle said, while taking the lunch with a smile.

Then we rushed to the bus right before it left.

"Troye? Wake up honey you're gonna be late" mom said while she woke me up.
"You have that test today dear" she continued.

I still can't believe I have to wake up to realise that she's gone. I didn't care about any test. I didn't care about anything else.

Do you believe in coincidences?
Is it completely random or is there something else behind it?

Mom left the room after she woke me up and as I was getting ready for school, I opened the wardrobe and for some reason, that grey hoody fell to the floor. I stared at it for a few minutes, I probably zoned out. I heard mom telling me the bus is here. I got ready and I went straight to the bus, without having breakfast again.

It was the same morning routine, same people, same everything. James always tried to make me feel better and I would try to fake it, for his sake. He was talking about the test and how much he needs to pass.

I was in the classroom and the test was about to begin and the class went quite. The bell rang and it was time to start. I stared at the questions and smiled because Isabelle and I had studied all this during one of our study dates. After the test, it was time for break and I went walking through the halls.
I came across Isabelle's locker. I saw so many flowers and pictures and notes placed on and infront of her locker.

"Hey there stranger" Isabelle said.
"Hey you" I replied while hugging her.

"Come on, the bus will be leaving soon, I've packed us some more food for the field trip, let's go" Isabelle said while holding my hand.

On the bus we usually sat at the back. We were listening to music together, sharing an ear piece.  She fell asleep on my shoulder eventually, as she usually does during long journeys.

"Come on guys, we're here!" Mr. Rolan said to us all.
"This is the famous Damien Art Gallery" he continued.

I softly woke up Isabelle and we got out of the bus.
James, Jasmine, Isabelle and I were inseparable. We always walked and hanged out together. Today was no different. We all brought so much to eat had we had other plans, apart from going to see the art.

"These paintings are so beautiful Troye" Isabelle told me while deeply gazing into the many paintings.