| | Short Story | | The one sentence, that no one ever wants to hear was uttered to me over the phone that breezy Wednesday night; " She's not going to make it." My heart stopped. I took a minute to regain my normal breathing. I couldn't talk. I opened my mouth, but couldn't mutter a sound. I put the phone onto the hook, and went into the bathroom. I turned on the shower head, to cold water. Still fully dressed, I stepped into the shower, and laid in the tub as the freezing water fell onto my face, and began to cry.
After an hour, I was shivering incredibly badly, still in the bath, but I didn't care. I laid my head back, my eyeliner completely washed off. I closed my eyes.Sometime later, I dont' remember, the sound of the bathroom door being opened woke me up. I kept my head back, but eyes stayed open. It was Eleanor.She didn't say anything. She just came over to me, and knelt down beside me. I turned to look at her, the water still spraying me. We stared at each other for a minute, before she turned the shower off.I didnt' move.: She put her arms around me and hugged me, as I cried more. I thought Iwas out of tears before. Nothing was farther from the truth.
Later that day Eleanor wanted to see Bren.I wouldn't go. I couldn't. I could not bring myself to see her lying there. Knowing she'd be gone soon. Just thinking about it made me feel like a thousand knives trying to break through my skin. Fighting to get to my heart.Bren was my best friend since I was little. She was all I'd ever known.That night, I made a list. A list of the pros and cons of living now.
Pros; I could eat. [I'd always liked to eat.]
I tried to think of other ones, but with the way things were going, I just couldnt.
Cons; No more Bren. No more laughing. No more horny canadian jokes. No more me.So I made up my mind.I reached under my bed and slowly pulled out a box.I closed my eyes for a second, and then pulled off the lid to reveal a shiny revolver. I set it down beside me, and then put the box back under the bed.I pulled out another box.This one was worn out. I took the lid off, there was a photo album.
I opened it, the first picture was a picture of me and bren when we were 6. We had her mothers clothes on. She had a big hat on, with too-big sunglasses, and bright red lipstick, with eyeshadow sloppily put on.
She was smiling real big next tome.I had on big high heels, and a pearl necklace, with matching earrings.I had my head on her shoulder. I turned it over.on the bed it read"I love youuuuu. I have fun being horny. lmao. We're always gonna be best friends. -Bren" I hurriedly put it back in the box.I turned to the next picture, this one was when we were ten. At the ice skating rink.We both had tutus on, and our hair in buns, bren was on the ground. She had just fallen. I was laughing at her.The next picture, was at my 13th birthday party. We had fake nose rings in, we thought we were so cool.
I smiled despite myself. I turned the page and a note fell out. I opened it, the words were blurred, but i coudl still make out what it said. It read;
Dear Jess
I'm sorry about Austin. It was stupid to fight over. He's just aboy. Who happens to be hot, but hey so are you. I love you. Best friends forever.
love bren
I couldn't do it anymore. I closed the book, and put it back in the box. I got out some paper & a pen. I wrote down what I needed to say. When I was finished I laid down on the bed, i took all th epicture out of the albumand sprawled them around me.I picked up the revolver and put it to my head.
The last thought, before I pulled the triggerwas, " I always told you we'd be best friends until we died" Bren was crying when they told her the news. Crying, and blaming herself.
He told her how they found her lying on her bed, the pictures and the revolver. He told her they also found a note. He gave it to her.Her hands shook as she took it.It had some blood on it, or did, someone tried to wipe it off. It read;
Dear Bren.
I know we had our ups and downs through the years. But we always stuck together.Even when I was selfish, you were there for me. You made me smile. You made me laugh. I love you more than anyonein the entire world. & I thinkyou are the most beautiful person. Remember to be strong. But then again, I dont' have to tell you that, do i?You've always been strong.The strongest person I know.& I love you for it.Don't blame yourself for what I did. That's the last thing I want. It was my decision.I loved you until I died, didn't I. We were best friends for forever. Well my forever. I love you. Forever and Always. You'll be in my heart. Stay horny.
Jess
Then, the officer handed her a picture. Right before Jess had killed herself. She had taken a picture of her lying on the bed. And she held a single picture by her face. It was a picture of Bren. Smiling.
I know, it has a sad ending. But the moral of the story= I'd die if anything happened to any of you guys. I love you all so much & you guys mean the world to me. I just wanted to let you guys know. =] |