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I'm still editing. But I hope you like the story. And yes, SHALLO is pronounced SHEYLO.

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"Let me take you home!"

Danny walks to her car and I tag along enfeebled.

She pulls out of the driveway. A few minutes later the car comes to a stop. I sigh as I lay my eyes on the small two bedroom apartment Jake and I shared. Memories. Memories flood in. I sit in the car for about 10 minutes, contemplating. I didn't know about this pain until now. The pain shoots right into my heart.

"He was shot 10 times" Danny blurts out inadvertently causing me to look up at her. I can't even answer. I can't trust my words.

"He was already dead when he got to the hospital and he had this in his hand." She is really adding fuel to the fire. She hands me a tiny silver locket. I take it and observe it for a while. I've always wanted it but Jake would always remind me of my carelessness, so he wouldn't give it to me.

"You can cry you know."

"I can't." I finally speak up looking out the window.

My eyes fixed on the blue benches across the apartment. Memories.

I hop out of the car and run to the door. Hearing Danny locking the car.
I unlock the door in a flurry and run upstairs towards the bedroom. I open the door, locking it as I enter and dash to the walk in closet. I drag a few of Jake's favourite clothes out and hold them close.

I can still smell his intoxicating  scent. I can still feel his hands on my body, I can still see the vision from our touch. I throw the clothes on the bed, setting them out. "At least with this, I might cry out the pain" I think to myself. I am now looking at Jakes favourite hoodie but nothing. I can't cry. I flop down and let out a loud, piercing scream.

That is not enough. I need to cry.

"You need to cry Shay. " Danny says from behind the door. Why is she calling me Shay. Is she trying to help me cry. I let out another scream. It comes out hoarse causing my throat to ache.

"Shay! Are you okay?"

I stagger to my feet and unlock the door, opening it and motioning my hand for Danny to come in. I glance at the time. It's already 8:30 p.m.

"Everything happened so fast you know? One minute I was begging him to stay, the next... he's gone."

"Shay..."

"Stop calling me Shay!" I cut her off but that doesn't stop her from completing her sentence.

"... Tomorrow isn't promised. I could be here today and be gone tomorrow. I know he's my brother but life... life is full of surprises."

"I just wanted to end up with him."

"I know. Don't drain yourself up for what fate has planned."She coos me.

How is Danny so strong. I mean Jake's her brother. Or am i under a shock? There wouldn't be any other reason hindering me from shedding a simple tear. This was my boyfriend for the love of Christ.

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