Apartment 221

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"Hi everybody. I'm Andi Johnson. For those of you who don't know me. I um, I was Elijah's girlfriend of 2 years. Elijah he....he was a um, he was a great guy." I began the Eulogy but paused as tears started to stream down my face. I couldn't stand up here and talk about the memories of my dead boyfriend without crying.

"Elijah was the love of my life, and the day he died a piece of me went with him. A piece that I hope he keeps close to him where ever he is now. When Elijah and I first met we were sophomores in high school. We didn't start dating until we were seniors though," I recollected myself and continued the speech, "I remember when we were juniors and we had both just gotten our licenses we decided we wanted to see who was the faster driver. So we drove our cars to the empty target parking lot down the street and raced through the lot. It was our first day being able to legally drive it was also the first time either of us had ever gotten a ticket." I laughed remembering everything I had with Elijah. He was gone and that absolutely broke my heart but I was content. I wasn't sad that he had died I was sad that he was so young. I was sad that nobody knew how bad our relationship was starting to get. I was sad that he wouldn't be able to ever have kids or get married. I was sad that someone took his life and ended every chance he had at living a happy full life.

I stepped off of the podium as I began to cry uncontrollably. I couldn't finish the speech I had to get out of here I couldn't stay at this funeral any longer. I couldn't watch the people that my boyfriend loved, be torn to pieces. I couldn't cry like this anymore.

I walked through the chairs that Elijah's family members filled and headed straight for the door but before I was able to grab the handle a hand wrapped around my elbow and pulled me back.

I looked into the calm familiar blue eyes and relaxed into her grip.

"Hello Georgia." I smiled encouragingly at Elijah's mom.

"Andi their is something that I need to give to you." She said her face blank, not showing any emotion as she shoved an envelope with my name on it in my hand.

When she finally released me from her grip I turned and walked from the church.

I walked down the street and towards the cafe where Elijah and I had shared our first date.

"Hi, how may I help you?" The young blonde behind the counter asked me a huge smile spred across her face.

"Um can I get a caramel frappacino with extra caramel please?" I asked smiling.

"Yes ma'am that will be $5.26."

I handed her the cash and walked to a small table in the back corner.

I sat at the table and stared at the envelope in my hand.I tore it open and pulled a letter out. A letter written in Elijah's hand writing.

Dear Andi,
I know that right now we are not in the best place and it pains me to see that I am making you so unhappy. I want you to know how much I love and appreciate you. Tomorrow, I plan on sending you this letter in hopes of making everything okay again. I want time to stop I want to be at our senior prom together again, I want to watch you walk across the stage in a blue cap and gown and collect your diploma again, I want to watch you open your acception letter from Stanford one more time, because even though these last few months haven't been the best these last few years have been amazing and I'm glad that I have you in my life to help me remember all the memorable things we have enjoyed together. Andi, I know that you are hurting we both are, but I want to make it better. I want to be with you forever. Look back inside the envelope I have given you something to show you that there is hope in our future.
With much love Elijah.

I looked back into the envelope to see what Elijah had left me and to my surprise an engagement ring sat in the bottom glistening in the sun.

I took the ring from the envelope and admired its beauty. A tear slipped down my cheek and I sighed placing the ring back in the envelope.

Just as I was about to stand from the table the seat across form mine was swiftly pulled out as someone sat in it, filling its emptiness.

"Can I help you?" I asked the male who was about 6 ft tall with beautiful locks of curly hair, and green eyes that sparkled like the brightest star on the darkest night.

"Yes, I was actually wandering why you were dressed like a slut." He smirked commenting on the short black dress I wore.

"Wow thanks for that beautiful insult but if your done I'm going to leave." I scoffed standing form the table.

The man quickly stood and made his way around the table roughly grabbing my wrist and tugging me in his direction.

"No actually, I'm not done with you." He said his voice now deeper and his eyes darker.

"Look I don't know you and you most deffinitly do not know me. So if you could just let me go that would be wonderful." I growled pulling my wrist from his grip and quickly walking from the cafe that held many of my favorite memories and now a memory I wasn't too fond of.

An:
I know I'm writing another story but I can never wait. When and idea pops into my head I start writing so here I am. Ily all so much for reading. Please comment vote and share it would mean a lot to me.
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