What If The Fuel Never Met The Flame

Introduction

Call me Gorvio for I am the fuel in this tale of woe... No wait let me back up... Have you ever had a moment just one simple un-extraordinary moment that ended up changing your life forever... For me that moment was in kindergarten when the new girl moved to town...

Plamen was the flame to my fuel... before her I lived in my own little world but then she led me to blossom like a the start of a beautiful campfire (at least that's what my mother says) we have always been inseparable like two sides of the same coin I am intelligent and cautious she is intuitive and impulsive... our differences were always our strength but now I don't know...

My heart rips in two as I read her text a TEXT message can you believe that after being best friends for almost EIGHT YEARS she TEXTS ME to tell me to get out of her life... I never knew three words could hurt so much:

LEAVE MY LIFE

I don't even know why yeah we've had some fights but we always do but they always ended with us as friends... I have said some stupid things and acted naïvely but I always do... Why is this time different?

I feel trapped. My car. I must start my car, with panic rising I turn the key and fly away from the child I once was from the trust I once associated with people... My best friend my closest confidant has just driven a knife through my chest... It must be my fault how could it not be? What did I do?

As i drive i don't see the child in front of me until it is too late I swerve but still nick the child before plowing into the tree...

Impossibly as my eyes close i could swear the child I hit was Plamen looking just as she did the day we met upon the playground at recess...