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NAME: Without You
GENRE: PG13?
DEDICATIONS: Kellie.. Crystal.. Aisling.. ily guys <3
I sat there in my room tightly holding onto the necklace Joe had given me for our one year anniversary. I kept on thinking that Joe should’ve been wearing the helmet. I don’t even know who’s supposed to be hurting more. Me or his family. I think Nick and Kevin might consider Frankie being Joe’s.. replacement. I choked on that word. How can anyone think of ever replacing Joe? He’s the one that can cheer anyone up whenever they feel down, or whenever they need cheering up. He’s the joker of the brothers. How can anyone go even a day without him? How can I go a day without him? I wiped away a tear as the door slammed open. I looked to find my older nineteen year-old sister Trina standing in the doorway, her brown eyes blazing with fury.
“What the he.ll?” she demanded angrily.
She charged at me, pouncing on me and knocking me off my chair.
“How dare you kill Joe!” she shrieked as she slapped me across the face.
Her eyes were filled with tears now as she spoke about Joe. Before Joe and I had started dating, he and Trina had dated. Their relationship had only lasted eight months, since they were best friends and found it easer to love one another as best friends than lovers. To me, I thought of myself as a nuisance to Joe and Trina. Compared to Trina, I was a nothing. Before I met Joe, I was a nothing. Trina and I, we looked NOTHING like sisters. Trina had long, smooth, and wavy black hair with bright red highlights, while I had medium length, super straight, jet black hair with dark blonde tipped highlights. Trina had the body, and figure of a supermodel, while I had the body of an anorexic girl.
“You killed him!” she continued as she began to cry loudly.
I stopped resisting as she slapped me. Our older brother, Mike came in and pulled her off.
“Woah, relax there Tree” he said as he wrapped his arms around her letting his white t-shirt soak up her tears.
I sat up quietly and hugged my knees tightly. If only I hadn’t been stubborn a week ago. If only I had brought two helmets instead of one. If only Joe hadn’t given me his helmet. Then maybe, just maybe, he would’ve lived. If only I had just left without telling him, then maybe things wouldn’t have ended like this. If only I hadn’t told Joe that I had never rode a motorcycle before.
“Let’s go Tree..” Mike said as he pulled my sister out the room.
I hugged my knees tightly and began to cry. My life was ruined now without the man I loved. Without the man I loved, without my other half, there was really no point on living. I would just be another forty year-old virgin. Without Joe, I think I would be a virgin until death. I shuddered at the thought of not spending my life with anyone and sighed. I crawled over to my bed and fell on my stomach. Reaching under my bed, I slowly pulled out a small shoebox and opened the lid. I took out the stuffed animal that Mike had given me for my tenth birthday and flipped it onto it’s stomach. A single tear rolled down my cheek as I ripped open the back. I reached my hand inside the white fluff searching for what I wanted.
Once I found it, I pulled it out and raised it to my chest with a shaking hand. This was a better way to die right? It was more peaceful, and less people would know. In my other hand, I held the folded up piece of paper close to my chest as a single tear rolled down my cheek. I let out a final sigh and rested my back against the wall. I closed my eyes, and that was it.
