Broken

Chapter10

Day 1

I wake up in Travis' bed. How did I end up here? Was it just a dream? I look to my side and all over the room for Travis. He's nowhere. So it wasn't a dream. Everything I remember is true. He's in a coma. For I don't know how long. And I'm all alone. Tears start falling from my eyes. I can taste the salt of my sweat and the sour taste of my tears. My heart is aching. It's walking out of my body slowly. And soon I won't have a heart. It's only been one day without him and I'm already a wreck. I get up, throw on some joggers and one of his white t-shirts and walk downstairs slowly. As I walk into the kitchen, I notice that his mom is up. She looks up at me, forces a smile then looks back down. She looks just as bad as me. No sleep, hair looking like a rats nest, eyes baggy, mascara running down our cheeks. We're both a mess.

"Hey, I have some money saved up and I was wondering if you wanna go out to eat? We both could use some fresh air." She looks up and sorta half smiles.

"Yeah I'd love that. I'd also love to get to know you. I think I'm going to see you around a lot more." His mom says as she goes upstairs to get ready.

I brush my hair and leave it wavy. I wipe off the excess makeup on my face and then throw on some more. I put on concealer, mascara, and some powder. I try my best to hide my pain. Its just so hard. I leave what I have on and throw on my Carmines. I wait downstairs as Travis' mom gets ready. Few minutes later, we leave and I drive to Denny's.

Some waitress takes our orders and we sit down at a booth.

"So, how'd you meet Travis?"

"Well he was the new kid and I showed him around. And we started talking from there."

"Ahh. Do your parents not know you're here?"

"My parents sorta don't live with me..." I say looking down, playing with the utensils

"Oh. Why is that?" She says with a worried look.

"I'd rather not get into detail about that."

"Okay. I understand hun. Well, you're always welcome in my house."

"Thank you Ms.Farrar."

The lady brings us our food and I hardly touch any. Ms.Farrar on the other hand, devours it. She ate like a pig. Goddamn. Never seen lady eat so much. I pay the check and drive us home. We both go straight to our rooms and don't say much else. I break down into tears thinking about Travis. I hope he's okay. I hope he can make it. What am I gonna do... I close my eyes and fall asleep, cuddling with a teddy bear in his room.

*boom* *boom*
I hear the two gunshots come from the man's gun. They go straight into Travis' stomach and heart.

"TRAVIS NO!!"

I rush over to him trying to stop the bleeding. I do everything I can. My hands get covered in his blood. He looks up to me and whispers,

"I'm sorry."

And passes away.

I wake up screaming and crying, clawing at my skin. I try calling for Travis but he isn't here. His mom