The Edge Of Never

My Only Thought

... I just wished she didn't hurt me...

"So remember, if the X of a equation isn't told, then you find the Y number instead. The exam is next week, you may leave." My professor, Mr. King finished his lecture with a date for a exam.

Man, these professors don't give people brakes from schoolwork. I mean I have four other tests next week on the eighth.

As I was walking home i thought about Luke. He's just confusing. He acts like we were dating or something. I mean we kissed twice. With all the boy drama I completely forgot about my problem. I still haven't figured out how I'm dead.

When I got onto our street I noticed Luke wasn't home yet. Gosh, he's been coming home late lately. When I first moved in with him after I met him he got home at eight, now he gets home at like ten. I get home at seven, seven thirty.

I walked up onto the porch and to the door. Fumbling for the key I finally opened the door after the ninth try. I hung my coat on the coat hanger and untied my scarf from around my neck.

I don't know too much about my past so I might as well spend the rest of the day looking it up on the computer I thought to myself. Walking into the living room and over to my laptop that was sitting on the couch. I sat on the couch and got comfortable.

Turning on my apple computer I waited patently for it to turn on. When it finally turned on I went to the Internet icon on the bottom of the screen. Erica Blackwell I typed into the bar. I clicked on the first web-sight I found.

Erica Blackwell died when what officials say was her X-boyfriend jace Anderson kidnaped her, then after rapping and abusing her, killed Erica. There are meany theory's on why he kidnaped and killed Erica Blackwell, and one of them is this:

It is September 12, 1997. Erica Blackwell is walking up to her boyfriends house. She knocks and waits until Jace answers the door. "Can I come inside?" she asks and he nods. She follows him inside. "I think we should take some time away from each other." Erica broke it off with Jace, but Jace didn't want to split with the beautiful teen. So on the sixteenth of September I the year 1997 only four days after braking off with Erica he kidnaped and killed her.

Now this is only a theory about what happened, no one knows what really happened but Erica herself and the one who killed her.

After reading that I didn't know anything that I didn't know before, besides one theory about how I died. Clicking on another I read a slightly different story.

As meany of you know one of my dearest friends died a few moths ago. Now there have been a arrest made. Jace Anderson was put behind bars two weeks ago for killing and kidnaping Erica Blackwell. Erica was only seventeen and she died before she had time to fall in love. What she wanted most in the world was to fall in love with someone falling in love with her at the same time. I don't think Jace committed the crime, but whoever it was, you will be discovered and put to justice for killing such a lively person filled with so much hope and innocents. All I want is fore her life and death to be remembered until they find the culprit. But for now the case is closed, but please I beg of you to remember this and to help me and those who were close to her find peace in knowing that whoever did this is put to justice.

-Bethany Marico

That was a quote from a TV interview that Beth did a few months after my death. Feeling something wet sliding down my cheek I wiped my hand down my face before shutting down my computer and laying down on the couch. My only thought before drifting off to darkness was I really need to apologies to Luke.

Luke's POV

When I got home the house had a light on in the living room. Walking into the house I call out, but no one answered. I knew Erica was home, but probably is either sleeping or completely ignoring me.

When I walked into the living room after taking off my jacket and putting it on the hanger I was surprised to see Erica laying on the couch asleep with tear stains on her cheeks. Walking over to her I brush some hair away from her pail face. She leaned into my touch and sighed happily.

I looked at the couch. It Doesn't look comfortable to be sleeping on all night. Debating it in my mind I finally decided to bring her to her room. "Erica." I said while shaking her. She groaned and shoved my hand away from her shoulder. "Erica." I tried again to no avail.

Making a split decision I scooped her up into my arms and watched as she curled into me. Walking up the stairs and to her room, I couldn't get her door to open so I brought her to mine. Laying her on the bed I suddenly remembered when she said that sleeping with jeans gives her a rash. So still not thinking over anything I started to take off her clothes.

Once she was down to her under clothes I walked over to my dresser a got out one of my shirts and put it on her. After I redressed her I covered her up and stripped down to my boxers and got under the covers with her. My last thought before I drifted to sleep was that Erica is going to kill me when she wakes up.