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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Love stories / Romance
- Subject: Drama
- Published: 05/31/2011
Love Starts Anywhere and Anyplace
Born 1999, F, from Johns Creek, Georgia, United States.jpg)
I felt empty. I felt so empty that it burned. It burned like a raging fire. It felt as if this pain would never go away.
He was gone. These words filled my mind as I sat on my bed crying.
I fell onto my knees and screamed out in frustration, in pain, in sorrow. This had been going on for days now. I had locked myself in my room for the last week.
Tears poured out from my eyes. I bent over and rested my head on my carpet floor. I let my salty tears soak the spot I was in. I had been doing this over and over again.
"Jennifer," It was my mom trying to get me to come out of my room again. "Eric's here."
I ignored her and began screaming again.
I faintly heard her sigh through the door and walk away.
I curled up into a ball and sobbed into my knees.
All of a sudden, the door busted open. Standing there was Eric, my best friend. I'd forgotten I'd given him a key to my room.
"Get up," He commanded.
I didn't obey.
"Get up," He said with more force.
I still didn't obey.
Eric grabbed my arm and yanked me up to my feet. His grip on my arm was so hard. I think it was going to start to bruise. Eric was very strong for a fifteen year old boy.
I yelped. I struggled to get free. He had now both of my arms in his iron grip forcing me to face him.
I kicked and screamed. "Let go of me!"
"Stop it," His voice boomed in my ears.
I stood still calmly. My eyes searched the room trying to look at anything but Eric.
"Look at me," He demanded.
I couldn't bear to bring my eyes to his sight. I had killed his brother.
"Look at me,"
I looked up at him with my tear stained face. I glared at him with the hatred I had for myself.
"You don't think I feel bad?" Eric questioned. "You don't think I'm mad that he's gone? A.J's my twin brother. I loved him just like you did, but I can't waste away in a room crying over him. I have things to do and so do you. A.J wouldn't have wanted you or me to feel bad. He would of wanted us to move on, be happy, not dwell on this hit that life tried to take at us."
My face softened. "It was all my fault."
"No it wasn't." Eric objected. "You didn't know that there would be a drunk driver on the streets. You didn't know."
Tears came to my eyes. "If I hadn't sent him to get ice cream..."
"It..."
"You know what the worst part was," I interrupted.
Eric stayed silent.
"We had ice cream in the refrigerator." I said.
We stayed silent for a moment.
"I have something to confess," I stated. "It really was my fault. I'd called him right before the accident. I told him that I'd found ice cream and, I told him hurry home. Then he started speeding and there was a dog in the middle of the street. He was still on the phone with me. A.J made a sudden stop, so the dog would be okay. All of a sudden, I hear a giant crash and the line goes dead. Like that, he was gone. He was ripped away from my arms."
Eric released his grip on my arms and took a step backwards.
He had a confused look on his face. "Why didn't anyone tell me what really happened? I'm his brother. Don't I deserve the truth?"
"Eric," I stepped towards him.
He took a step backwards. "Get away from me,"
"No Eric, please," I said the tears were returning to my eyes. I took another step towards him.
Eric turned around and ran out into the hallway, down the stairs, and out the door. I heard the starting noise of his light blue Cadillac, and he drove away.
I fell to my knees again for the millionth time this week.
2 hours later
My mom made me get up. I took a shower and changed my clothes. Then I ate a sandwich. I was now driving to the one place I knew Eric would be, the park.
When I got there the park was practically deserted, which was understandable, it was probably 20 degrees Fahrenheit outside, and it was the middle of January. There was only one 6 ft 3 figure sitting on a swing.
Eric's jet black hair blew across his pale face and into his eyes. My brown hair blew across my pale face as well.
Eric didn't notice me, as I walked over to him. At least, I thought he didn't.
"Don't you think I have some right?" Eric's musical voice asked.
After I didn't say something, he continued. "I loved him so much. He was another me. Yeah sure, he looked the total opposite of me. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. I have black hair and green eyes. Somehow though, he was me."
"It was my idea not to tell you," I admitted quietly.
He turned his face to look at me. "Why?"
"I thought if you found out you wouldn't want to be my friend anymore," I sat down on the swing beside Eric and Began gently swaying on it. "It's bad enough losing one of you twins, but two. That's just heartbreak."
He smirked. "I know I'm just too amazing to live without."
"Arrogant Jerk," I muttered.
He playfully punched me in the arm. "I heard that,"
"You weren't suppose to, genius." I said smiling.
Eric looked at me funny then grinned as well.
For a moment, we just looked into each other's eyes, for a moment. His forest green eyes filled my dark brown ones. Sometimes I wished that I could have Eric's eyes instead of mine.
Eric leaned forward. My eyes moved back and forth from his pale pink lips to his eyes. He kept leaning in. His lips met mine. Sparks flew everywhere. It felt as if a warm blaze was surging through my body. Eric pulled back.
"I am so sorry," He exclaimed.
-
We stayed silent for a few minutes just rocking slowly back and forth. I didn't know what to say. I didn't want this to ruin our friendship. We have been friends forever.
"Actually, I'm not." Eric said nervously. It took me a few seconds to register what he had said.
I beamed. "I'm not either."
Eric leaned forward and gave me a light kiss on the the cheek. It felt magical. I could still feel it on my face when Eric had pulled back.
We held hands and swung together for the rest of the afternoon.
Love Starts Anywhere and Anyplace(Abigail Page)
I felt empty. I felt so empty that it burned. It burned like a raging fire. It felt as if this pain would never go away.
He was gone. These words filled my mind as I sat on my bed crying.
I fell onto my knees and screamed out in frustration, in pain, in sorrow. This had been going on for days now. I had locked myself in my room for the last week.
Tears poured out from my eyes. I bent over and rested my head on my carpet floor. I let my salty tears soak the spot I was in. I had been doing this over and over again.
"Jennifer," It was my mom trying to get me to come out of my room again. "Eric's here."
I ignored her and began screaming again.
I faintly heard her sigh through the door and walk away.
I curled up into a ball and sobbed into my knees.
All of a sudden, the door busted open. Standing there was Eric, my best friend. I'd forgotten I'd given him a key to my room.
"Get up," He commanded.
I didn't obey.
"Get up," He said with more force.
I still didn't obey.
Eric grabbed my arm and yanked me up to my feet. His grip on my arm was so hard. I think it was going to start to bruise. Eric was very strong for a fifteen year old boy.
I yelped. I struggled to get free. He had now both of my arms in his iron grip forcing me to face him.
I kicked and screamed. "Let go of me!"
"Stop it," His voice boomed in my ears.
I stood still calmly. My eyes searched the room trying to look at anything but Eric.
"Look at me," He demanded.
I couldn't bear to bring my eyes to his sight. I had killed his brother.
"Look at me,"
I looked up at him with my tear stained face. I glared at him with the hatred I had for myself.
"You don't think I feel bad?" Eric questioned. "You don't think I'm mad that he's gone? A.J's my twin brother. I loved him just like you did, but I can't waste away in a room crying over him. I have things to do and so do you. A.J wouldn't have wanted you or me to feel bad. He would of wanted us to move on, be happy, not dwell on this hit that life tried to take at us."
My face softened. "It was all my fault."
"No it wasn't." Eric objected. "You didn't know that there would be a drunk driver on the streets. You didn't know."
Tears came to my eyes. "If I hadn't sent him to get ice cream..."
"It..."
"You know what the worst part was," I interrupted.
Eric stayed silent.
"We had ice cream in the refrigerator." I said.
We stayed silent for a moment.
"I have something to confess," I stated. "It really was my fault. I'd called him right before the accident. I told him that I'd found ice cream and, I told him hurry home. Then he started speeding and there was a dog in the middle of the street. He was still on the phone with me. A.J made a sudden stop, so the dog would be okay. All of a sudden, I hear a giant crash and the line goes dead. Like that, he was gone. He was ripped away from my arms."
Eric released his grip on my arms and took a step backwards.
He had a confused look on his face. "Why didn't anyone tell me what really happened? I'm his brother. Don't I deserve the truth?"
"Eric," I stepped towards him.
He took a step backwards. "Get away from me,"
"No Eric, please," I said the tears were returning to my eyes. I took another step towards him.
Eric turned around and ran out into the hallway, down the stairs, and out the door. I heard the starting noise of his light blue Cadillac, and he drove away.
I fell to my knees again for the millionth time this week.
2 hours later
My mom made me get up. I took a shower and changed my clothes. Then I ate a sandwich. I was now driving to the one place I knew Eric would be, the park.
When I got there the park was practically deserted, which was understandable, it was probably 20 degrees Fahrenheit outside, and it was the middle of January. There was only one 6 ft 3 figure sitting on a swing.
Eric's jet black hair blew across his pale face and into his eyes. My brown hair blew across my pale face as well.
Eric didn't notice me, as I walked over to him. At least, I thought he didn't.
"Don't you think I have some right?" Eric's musical voice asked.
After I didn't say something, he continued. "I loved him so much. He was another me. Yeah sure, he looked the total opposite of me. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. I have black hair and green eyes. Somehow though, he was me."
"It was my idea not to tell you," I admitted quietly.
He turned his face to look at me. "Why?"
"I thought if you found out you wouldn't want to be my friend anymore," I sat down on the swing beside Eric and Began gently swaying on it. "It's bad enough losing one of you twins, but two. That's just heartbreak."
He smirked. "I know I'm just too amazing to live without."
"Arrogant Jerk," I muttered.
He playfully punched me in the arm. "I heard that,"
"You weren't suppose to, genius." I said smiling.
Eric looked at me funny then grinned as well.
For a moment, we just looked into each other's eyes, for a moment. His forest green eyes filled my dark brown ones. Sometimes I wished that I could have Eric's eyes instead of mine.
Eric leaned forward. My eyes moved back and forth from his pale pink lips to his eyes. He kept leaning in. His lips met mine. Sparks flew everywhere. It felt as if a warm blaze was surging through my body. Eric pulled back.
"I am so sorry," He exclaimed.
-
We stayed silent for a few minutes just rocking slowly back and forth. I didn't know what to say. I didn't want this to ruin our friendship. We have been friends forever.
"Actually, I'm not." Eric said nervously. It took me a few seconds to register what he had said.
I beamed. "I'm not either."
Eric leaned forward and gave me a light kiss on the the cheek. It felt magical. I could still feel it on my face when Eric had pulled back.
We held hands and swung together for the rest of the afternoon.
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