How It All Ended, Part One

How It All Ended, Part One

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A mysterious first-person story, this is only the first part.
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A mysterious first-person story, this is only the first part.

Chapter1 (v.1) - The Beginning of The End

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Stephanie's life becomes hard after her father dies, but something unimaginable happens. What led to the beginning of the end? The death of the ones she loved most.

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Submitted: March 25, 2017

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I plummet towards the ground, tears streaming down my face. This is it. My body slams into the ground, and rocks with pain, then blackness.

A few hours earlier…..

I had come home from work. Another five innocents killed in terrorist activities. Although I never showed it, all this death had its toll on me. I acted around others, put on a smiling or somber face, alternating between whichever expression was appropriate for the situation. Mother suspected nothing, nor did AJ or Tammy. Father was long since dead, three years. That was another thing that taxed me to the brink. He was the one who understood me. He knew how I was feeling, what I was going through. That dreary December day when Father died, that was the last of my hope out the window. I was my father’s daughter, there’s no doubt about that.

Mother tried her hardest. She really did. But she lacked the sort of connection Father had with me. He could make me laugh during a time when I thought nothing was worth it.

I sat down at my desk, and opened up my laptop. An email alert flashed on my screen. It was from Police Chief Harrison, my boss. It read:

‘Stephanie, come quick. There’s been another terrorist attack. 194 S. Lincoln Ave. Hurry.’

“Oh god.” I whispered to myself. That was Tammy and AJ’s address. If something happened to them, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. “Tammy, AJ, I’m coming.” I rushed out of my apartment, grabbing my keys, locking the door behind me. I sprinted to my car, and I hopped in. I turned on my siren (I drove a cop car) and set off down the fastest route, breathing heavily. After what seemed like hours I pulled into Tammy and AJ’s driveway. My heart rate increased. There was a group of the police force milling around the scene. An ambulance waited on the side of the street. There was an expectant silence.

“Stephanie!” A voice rang out of the silence, the voice of Chief Harrison. “You came here so quickly.” She dragged me by the arm through the crowd into the house. On the floor, with police tape all around the area, laid Tammy and AJ, bleeding heavily. I knew the moment I saw them that they were dead.

“Wh-” My words faltered, and halted before they reached the air.

“A stabbing. We caught the perpetrators. Two white men, Neo Nazis. I’ll- er- give you a minute.” Sarah Harrison walked out of the room. I looked at my two best friends, lying there, recently engaged. Their lives had so much joy, so much promise. They died far too early. I would have traded places with them in a heartbeat. Tammy laid, with her arms at an awkward angle. Her beautiful, rich, dark skin had not lost its beauty, and it reminded me of her mind. She was elegant and classy, and she didn’t deserve this fate. She was kind, and caring. She understood me just as well as Father did, or as close as I could get.

AJ laid beside her, holding her hand, even in death. “Oh, AJ.” I sighed. His Mexican heritage and wonderful culture made him a target. He was the sweetest man I'd ever known. I tried to maintain my air of civility and composure, but this attack hit too close to home. I knelt down before their bodies, and wept shamelessly. I stayed there for hours before I finally had the courage to stand. Sarah came in, and noticed my tears. She helped me stand, and then she escorted me to my car.

“Steph.”

“Sarah?”

“If you need anything, call me. I know I’m not the same as Tammy and AJ, but - Well, at least I’m someone.”

“Thanks Sarah, I will.” I drove home that night, determined to hold on. But that final attack had sealed my fate, it took my depression and solidified it into a death wish. Life had never been worse, and it wouldn’t get better.

The funeral took place three days later. It was a gray and rainy Thursday. There were very few people there, but that was like Tammy and AJ. They had few friends and relations, but the connections they had lasted a lifetime. A lifetime too short. It seemed as if the whole world was crying with me. At that time, I never felt more alone. I drove home , and sat in my darkened apartment, gazing out the window at the New York streets. Tears dripped down my face. I stood up, and grabbed a grey sweater. I was done. This was the last straw.

I scrawled out a note to my mother.

‘ Dear Mother, I am sorry to do this. I know this will probably hurt you. I know you tried your best. This has nothing to do with you. You were an amazing Mother. It’s my own decision. Tammy and AJ are gone. I have nothing left to live for. I want you to know that I leave all my possessions to you. I love you so much, but I have to do this. It has to stop. I can’t do this anymore. I love you. - Stephanie.’ I left the note in plain sight. I laid my phone upon the counter, and I took all the money out of my pocket. I left my keys on the counter. Mother had a copy of the key to the apartment. She would get in fine. I made my bed, and put away all my clothes. I put my favorite book beneath the note. Then I left my apartment, locking the door behind me. I took a shaky breath, and then I walked down the hall to the roof access.

I climbed the stairs slowly. I wanted to make my final moment last. I reached the roof, rain poured around me. I walked to the edge of the roof, my whole life passing before me. I took one last breath. “I’m sorry.” I whispered. I was ready. I didn’t jump, I didn’t run, I stepped of the building. I went into freefall, the ground speeding closer and closer towards me. SMACK! My body hit the pavement, rocked with pain. A moment of dizzying confusion, then the sweet release of blackness I had always dreamed of. It was done.


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