Four Years Gone By

A/N: hi guys! So this is my first story that I'm putting out to wattpad. It's a short story that I wrote. I let a few people read it and one of my friends convinced me to put it out. So here you guys go!

She sat on the creaky rocking chair with a cup of coffee in her hands watching the sun rise. The sweet spring breeze blew softly sweeping her dark hair over her shoulders. She let the wind wash over along with the calming feeling it brought her. The sky shone with pinks and blues. It reminded her of watching the sunrise with James.

She heard someone breathing beside her and she looked over. Her father stood next to her looking at the sky. "Isn't it beautiful?" He asked. It seemed like such a strange question to ask. Of course it was beautiful, but was today a good day to bring it up?

"Four years, dad," she said turning back to the sky. "Four years ago today, I lost him." She felt like strings were tugging on her heart. She wanted to cry every time she thought about that day, where everything in her life crumbled in a matter of seconds. The memory was as clear as day as if it were yesterday. She could feel her tears welling up in her eyes but she urged herself not to cry. She wasn't going to show anyone just how broken it left her.

"I'm sorry, Sarah," her father said placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. She looked up to meet his sad eyes. He gave a small smile. "If you want your mom and I can go with you to the cemetery."

Sarah smiled sadly. She knew it was probably best to be with people who could help her but all she wanted was to be alone. "It's okay, dad," she replied. "I have to do this on my own."

He gave her a concerned look and then nodded. "Of course. Whatever you want." He smiled but Sarah could tell it was forced. "I know how much you loved him. We all loved him. But he's in a better place now. You're brave you know that? You kept going on. That's just what James would have wanted."

"I wish people would stop saying that," she mumbled. Ever since his funeral people said she was brave for going on all the time. She was sick of it. She wasn't brave at all. For her it was like a piece of her heart shattered everyday. She didn't want to live to the day where her heart would turn to stone. She felt she could no longer go on.

"I'm going to the cemetery," she continued. She placed the coffee cup on the table beside her and stood from the rocking chair. She looked at her dad one last time. She pulled him into a hug catching him off guard.

"What's this for?" He asked her slightly laughing.

She took a big breath in. "Nothing," she replied. "Just-- I love you, dad. Thank you for always being there for me."

It took him awhile to reply. "I love you too, kiddo," he finally said.

Sarah reluctantly let go of him and walked away from the porch giving him a final goodbye. She walked to her car and placed the in the ignition. She drove in silence concentrated on her destination. When she reached the cemetery she waved through the the maze of tombstones until she found his. "James Wilson; loved by many," it read. Sarah sat on the wet grass placing a hand on the tombstone.

"It's been awhile since I've you, James," she said. "Far too long." She smiled. "I got up early to watch the sunrise like we used to, remember? The sky was pink and I wanted to take a picture and post it on Instagram like I always did and you would make fun of me." She smiled at the memory. "We used to talk about getting married and growing old together and having a couple kids. I guess it's too late for that now." She could feel tears threatening to fall. "We sat on the rocking chairs on my porch in the middle of the night and look at the stars. You would point at constellations and tell me which one was which.

"Where did it all go wrong, James? Why did you have to be the one that died in the car crash? You would have done so much better if our roles were reversed. You would be able to carry on. You were always so much stronger than me.

"I miss you. Sometimes I think that when I wake up you'll be there. But you never are. I think that maybe this is all one big bad dream and I just need to wake up. But then I remember that this is my reality. But I don't want to live in a world where there is no you. You were my one true love, the person who promised to stay by my side. . . but now you're gone.

"I want to be with you, James. I want you to sleep by my side and find you there when I wake up. I want to spend every waking minute with you. I can't go on anymore without you here.

"We'll be together again, James. I promise." Sarah had tears falling down her face. Her eyes were puffy from crying. She stood up from the ground keeping her hand on the tombstone. She wiped the tears from her cheeks and walked back to the car. As she climbed in she thought of James.

"I promise," she said again. She pushed the keys into the ignition and started the car. She pulled out of the parking lot and drove. She didn't know where she just knew she needed to do this. She slammed her foot on the acceleration and watched the speedometer rise. 20. . . 30. . . 40. . . 50. . . 60.

"I love you, James."

70.

"I love you."

80.

"I love--"

90.

100.

SCREECH!

"We'll be together again, James, I promise."

A/N: so that's it! Hope you guys like it. Maybe I'll put some of my actual stories out eventually! ~Gabby