Please Don't Go
She Can't Be Gone
Hello everyone. I was kinda in a bad mood when I wrote this, so this is probably gonna be REALLY depressing. Its gonna get happier as it progresses. I probably won't update as often as some of my other stories, but I will eventually. Enjoy!
"Seriously! 'Mango's and Armadillo's' is the best smoothie place in town! Its where Jade and I first met!" I tell my friend Tori. We're sitting in Creative Writing, CW, as the kids at Hollywood Arts call it. Its always been one of my favorite classes. There's a substitute today, a lazy one for a matter a fact. We're supposed to be writing a song on "Heartbreaks", but instead I'm talking with Tori. Songwriting doesn't really come easily to me. The lines always come out too corny, and somewhat laughable. I'm not even sure how we got on the subject of smoothies.
"Jade set foot in a place with the word, 'armadillo' in it? You've got to be kidding me." She says. We've only known each other, roughly for about six months, since she transferred here. Even though its been a short time since we met, she's my best friend. I can talk to her about anything. I go to her for advice all the time, and she comes to me when she needs more confidence whenever she's performing.
"Yeah! Just ask her!" I tell my goofball of a friend. I poke her forehead playfully with the eraser part of my pencil. She sticks her tongue out at me, and I try to go back to my notepad, focusing hard on the next line. I haven't even finished the first verse yet, when the school's intercom comes on.
"Beck Oliver, please report to the office." I hear a scratchy old lady voice say. I feel the eyes of the class piercing the back of my neck.
"What did you do?" Tori asks.
"I don't know." I say, as I pick up my bag, and walk out the door. The walk to the school's office is a long one. Somethings...something's up. I can't place my finger on it, but something is wrong. I try to push the thought out of my head, and get some more optimistic thoughts, but its impossible. Did they find out I was in the food fight last month? No, they have no proof of that...am I failing any classes? Nope, its a new marking period, clean slate so thats impossible.
I walk into the office and I see Jade's dad standing with her mom. They notice me. Jade and I have been dating for a long, long time. Both of our family's have been tight since forever. I'm just thankful they like me. I like them; they're nice people.
"Hello son." Mr. West says. Mrs. West turns around to me, and I gulp. Her eyes are blood red, like she'd been crying. The middle-aged woman runs over to me and gives me a hug. I try to comfort her, sending a confused to look to Mr. West. He comes over to me, and puts his hand on my shoulder. I squint to look in his tiny eyes, and they also look red. Cold shivers run up and down my spine. I hear Mrs. West sobbing into my shoulder. I bite my lip as Mr. West begins to speak.
"Jade...was driving to school this morning...there was an accident...she's gone..." He turns around, still in shock at the news.
No...It can't be...
I hold Mrs. West tighter, as I let a few tears of shock go down my cheeks. I stare at a spot on the plain white wall. White is such a boring color...Jade hated it...She liked black. I can hear her call pink ugly and stupid. Everything is going blank...
Jade...wherever you are...please don't go...I need you...with me...
The rest of the week is a blur. Almost everyone in school goes to the funeral. Even the kids who try to act all cool and bad all the time. I stayed with Andre and the West's most of the time. The church's lights are dimmed low, and everyone is quiet. I feel the weight of the room on my shoulders. Tori and Kat try to comfort Mrs. West, who is still in a state of shock. I guess I am kind of too, I guess. Can't I help but beg for Jade to be here with me? Not here, at the funeral. Somewhere fun...somewhere she always wanted to go. The beach. She loves the beach. She loved the beach.
Oh god, help me.
I can't take it anymore. I stand up and walk out of the room, choking back the tears. I feel the eyes of everyone, but no ones judging me. I wouldn't care if they did. I run to the doors, heading outside for some air. On the way out, I take one more look at the black casket. It throws a knife to chest, knowing she's in there. Why couldn't I drive her to school that day? Why didn't I offer her a ride? Why?
I run outside as fast as I can. Its a grey cloud kind of day, as if it could rain any second. The graveyard is right outside the back door of the church. They have a grey tent where they're gonna do the next part of the ceremony. I don't think I'll be able to handle it. Watching them burry her. I can't hold it in anymore, and I let the tears out. I sob until there's no more feelings. I've never cried like this before. I clutch at my side, which is burning like-
I don't know how long I'm out here, but long enough for the burial ceremony to begin. I watch from a distance. I feel a hand on my shoulder.
"Hey. You gonna be okay?" Tori asks. I try to smile, but I can tell it comes out crooked.
"Yeah," I squeak. I suddenly remember this is my best friend, and I have no reason to hide the feelings I have right now. "No!" I say, sobbing all over again, pulling her in a hug. I hold her with all my might, remembering how I used to hold Jade.
Just...too many memories...
Why'd she have to go?