I see that old chipped yellow painted house
approaching. I have never been gladder to see it. Tears are
obstructing my vision. I can taste the saltiness on my lips. I run
faster than ever up those old broken down steps and burst through
the door. I run to her room, she’s not there. The living
room, not there; bathroom, not there. I check almost all the rooms
and she’s nowhere to be found. I go to the kitchen and
she’s not there, but there’s a note on the counter. It
says this…
“Dear whoever found this,
I cant stand
not having my mother here. The kids at school hate me. Nobody loves
me. My mother was the only one there for me. Even my own best
friend left me for the more popular crowd. I’m worthless. If
anyone cares enough to give me proper burial, please bury me next
to my mother. I will be at the old oak tree in the woods behind my
house. And mom- I love you, and will see you soon in heaven.
Sincerely, Vanessa”
OH MY! I book it out her back door leaving the note on the table. I
run through the woods, my breath growing strong, my knees want to
buckle, I want to faint, but I cant. I have to find her. Hopefully
it’s not too late. In the distance I see a figure by the
tree, and a rope with a neatly tied loop. And she is standing up on
a chair, preparing. I run, faster than I did before. As I’m
getting closer she is getting ready. I get to her as she is
starting to launch off the chair. But, I tackle her off the chair,
away from the rope, and on to the ground. She shrieks, “Get
off me, I have to do it!” She yells at me while crying
hysterically. “No, I wont let you, you’re my best
friend!” She’s trying to crawl out of my grasp, but I
hold her down. Finally I get to a position so that I can sit on her
and pin her arms and legs down.
“Really? Really, Ava? You’re my best friend? Since
when?”
“I’ve always been, even though I treat you like crap
and you really shouldn’t give me the time of day cause
I’m a terrible friend. But, I would choose you to save from
dying before Ky or Jo. Even though I’m the new Emily, a royal
b*tch, doesn’t mean I don’t care about you.”
She just rolls her eyes.
“I had no idea your mother died after suffering from cancer,
Vanessa. Why didn’t you tell me?”
Vanessa starts to cry even harder.
“I didn’t tell anyone because I didn’t want to
talk about it, I didn’t want to believe it, and she was
supposed to get better, but she didn’t.”
“I’m so sorry Vanessa, I know your mom meant the world
to you-”
“No Ava-” She interrupts me. “She was my world.
After my dad left us after my first suicide attempt, she was the
only one there for me. Then I met you and I thought I actually
might have a friend that cared about me, but then you became the
new Emily and I hated you for it. I hated you.”
“I’m sorry I did that to you Vanessa and I don’t
blame you if you never want to be friends again, but you will
always, ALWAYS, be my best friend, and I wont ever let you kill
yourself.”
“I just want to be with my mom.” She cries. I start to
get off her and we both sit next to each other. I put my arms
around her and she cries into my shoulder.
“I know you do, I know.” I start to cry too. We both
sit there in silence, only the sound of our tears. Just like at the
Fall Ball with me and James. After about 10 minutes of straight
crying it begins to down pour. The ground we sit on begins to get
muddy and my pink skirt gets covered in mud and tears.
“I need you here with me Vanessa.” I break the
silence.
“You don’t need me Ava, you have Kyla and Joanne and
James and your family, and so many more. Nobody needs
me.”
“That’s not true. Many people need you. Especially me
and your mom.”
“Exactly, my mom needs me and I need her.”
“But, you know your mom would never forgive herself if you
committed suicide to be there with you. Your mom tried so hard to
stay by you and make your suicidal thoughts disappear for a while
and she wants you to live a long happy life and then once you are
old and it’s time for your death then you will join her. And
guess what Vanessa? Your mom will wait for you, because she knows
you deserve a long life. And I know you do too. I’m sorry for
being a terrible friend, please forgive me.”
We sit there in silence for a while longer. The rain pours onto us.
At this point we are drenched. I stand up and rip the rope down and
slam the chair against the tree. The chair breaks into many pieces.
She had rope cutters out here to fix the rope and so I grabbed
them. I cut the rope into many small pieces and threw them far
away. I ball my eyes out while I do all this and Vanessa watches
me. Then I slam myself down into the mud to hug her. I prop her up
and put her on my back, she’s still crying, I am too. I am
piggy-backing her back out of the woods. As we exit the woods she
whispers in my ear, “You saved me.” Then she remains
back to silence. I piggy-back her down the street and back to my
house. I saved her. I saved her. I saved
her.
forgetmenot924 · 1 decade ago
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NOTIFICATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!