30 day challenge

Left to Die... Alone (Continued)

My cell rang in my back pocket,

interrupting the time with my girl.

She was perfect,

nothing was wrong with her.

I picked it up, looked at the number.

It was my best friend, Samantha.

"Hello?"

"Brendon? You better get over here."

This wasn't the voice I was expecting to here.

I was Sam's mom, and she didn't sound good.

"I'll be right over."

I left, leaving my girlfriend alone.

I didn't care, my friend needed me.

We had been best-friends since kindergarten.

She had always been close to me.

Like family, but not quite.

By the time I reached the house,

I saw police cars lined up and down the street.

An ambulance was pulling up.

No! This couldn't be happening.

I ran past the yellow line.

Ignoring the police officers.

She couldn't.

I ran towards her room.

The familiar pure white walls were stained red.

As soon as I saw it,

I wish I hadn't. There she was.

My Sam. Her body was laying across the bed.

If there wasn't so much blood,

she would look like sleeping beauty.

Sam's mom ran up to me.

She was crying so much,

all I could do was stare at my best friend.

A note was beside her body.

I took it, hoping it wasn't what I thought I was.

Dear Brendon,

          Your my best friend, my brother, my companion.

Do you remember all those times we spent together when we were little?

I do. Do you remember our long talks on the swing-set?

I do. Do you remember our walks along the beach?

I do. Do you remember when you said you loved me, and I didn't answer?

Well here it is. I love you.

I love you with all my heart and soul.

I love you with all the care in the world.

I love you with heat of the sun, and chill of the moon.

I love you with the love you didn't return to me.

I hope when you get this, you will understand why I did this.

I hope you see what a mistake the other girl is.

I hope you live a full life.

I couldn't.

I wasn't able to handle seeing you there.

Holding hands with her, kissing her cheeks with such a passion.

Talking like we used to.

Walking along the beach like we used to.

Saying "I love you," like I wish we could have done.

Don't be angry, or sad.

I have made my decision.

You were the one for me.

But you chose her.

I'm happy for you. Live a long life.

Spend every minute loving her with everything you have.

Don't let my death be in vane. 

               ~Sam~

Tears were streaming down my face.

She shouldn't have done it!

She should have talked to me.

She should have let me know what she felt.

I love her, I see that now.

I won't let her die in vane.

I won't let her wishes die along with her.

I will hold true.

I will love with all my heart.

Listen with all my soul.

I will never let something like this happen again.

Samantha, you will live on in my heart.