"I've been broken and torn to pieces
I can't imagine my life without him, he was my world, he knows me so well, I'm comfortable around him.. but now.. it's all gone, all the happiness, the tears of joy, the heart skipping a beat feeling whenever he's around.. all gone.. only pain and sadness surrounds me now.. I can't let him go.. but there's nothing I can do."
the wind breeze gives me chills, and I stopped writing. I looked up outside, I can't see any star and the moon is lonely, I sigh "It's making me sad" and a little drop of rain fall from the sky, I hurriedly close the window in my room then sat on my bedroom desk, It was late at night but I can't sleep, I can't stop thinking, I can't finish my story.
Then I heard a familiar sound of motorcycle stopped in front of our house. "What the hell is he doing here? it's 12:30am" I grabbed my phone and dialed his number. I saw him picking up his phone smiling "Yow!" he said. "WHAT THE HELL?!" I say, with aggrieved tone . "Easy bestie. I'm not here to bother you, I'm here for your cousin we're gonna sneak out so shut up, ok?" he replied. Then I ended the phone call and ran outside my room, I went to our guest room where my cousin is staying.
"I know what you're planning to do." I told her in a frank tone and a poker face. Her eyes take me in for a moment. Then she raised her left eyebrow.
"Why'd you care?" she said.
"You can't sneak out like that.. You're in our house, and it's late. I will tell auntie about this and how many times do I have to tell you that he's a fuckboy?"
"You're just jealous Liv." "What?!" I said defensively. "w-why would I be jealous?" "because you can't sneak out like I do." she replied and it gave me relief, I thought she's going to say "because he's with me and not with you." if she told me that.. I don't know what I am going to react.
I walked out of her room annoyed and went to my room and took a peek on my window. To be honest I cannot believe what was happening. Few weeks ago Steve told me that Celeste was not her type, as I recall he said "She's plain and boring" but looking at them now, I don't see where's the "plain and boring part", all I can see now is they're both smiling, like a flirtatious smile. She wear her helmet which Steve provided and rode behind him. Before Steve put his helmet back, he took a glimpse at my window, and I know he saw me, he smirked. "What a jerk." I told myself. And they took off.
after a few minutes.
I went to my bed and lie on my stomach, and I felt my phone vibrate and answered. "gosh! What do you want?!". "H-help!" the person on the other line said, "W-we had an accident. S-st paul's s-street." I can hear pain in the voice and I got up, put on my jacket and ran to my parents room. I knocked at their door but my parents are heavy sleepers so I shout and knock really hard and my dad answered the door. "It's late Liv" He said "what's the matter?" "Celeste and Steve had an accident." "What?! How?! When?!" "DAD COME ON!" My dad put on his robe and get his keys, and I wake my mom and she was shocked about the news, but I told her to be calm and call my auntie and we'll call her as soon as we have an update.
My dad drive fast but I told her to be alert and calm I don't want us to be in trouble too. We're on the scene now. A few people were there too and the rescue team. I was shocked on what I saw and I immediately run towards Steve. But a "police do not cross line" was already there, Celeste is in good shape, but she had some mild injuries that the rescue team is treating her now and she's in shock and devastated, my dad went to her.
And my eyes started to fill with tears, this is heart-breaking, baffled with my emotions, I can't believe what I am seeing. A truck hit them and the rain made the road slippery. Steve got tossed inside the truck's driver seat that his helmet shattered the glass that a sharp-edged glass stabbed his chest that made him loose a lot of blood and on the spot he died . Luckily, Celeste hold on the back of Steve's hornet before it fell. I froze when I saw the rescue team putting him on a black bag. All the memories we had flashed back. And I cried so hard. I will miss this idiot. I will miss my best friend.
And then I woke up.
I called Steve but nobody's answering and I am about to chat him when a notification pop up.
"Steve's 1st death anniversary"
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
One shots
Cerita PendekDifferent kinds of theme per story, which is somehow or sometimes based on my own experience or experiences of people I encounter everyday. But names, scenes, characters or locations of may be different.
