I'll love you till the end

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
I wrote this story based on one of my friend's stories.
It is about a girl, Dani, who falls in love with a boy, Liam, over the xbox. Dani is also bullied at school and it gets so bad she decides the best thing to do it commit suicide.
Please, read it, and let me know what you think.

Submitted: August 15, 2012

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“If I could have just one more conversation with you, I’d say ‘I love you, and I’m sorry.’”

His name is Liam. Mine was Danielle. I loved this boy so much, and I know, even though I’m gone he still loves me. He had helped me through so much, basically everything, right from the day we met. But I guess that wasn’t enough in the end. He just couldn’t fix my problems.


Ok, I should start from the very beginning.

It was one a.m. It was a cold, wet winter’s night. I couldn’t sleep. I wanted so badly to talk to someone about everything, but no one was awake, so I decided to see if anyone was on Xbox Live to talk to. I turned on my Xbox and put the disc for Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3 in the console.

I selected the Free For All game, so I could play with anyone that was on at the time. At first, there was no one. Well that’s bad. There wasn’t even anyone on Xbox that I could talk to. But finally someone came on. I was so excited I ran across my room so I could get the microphone headset, just so I could see if they wanted to talk.

“Hey, is anyone there?” I said into the microphone. I waited, but got no reply. I assumed they didn’t want to talk, or they couldn’t. Not everyone has a headset with a microphone. I was just about to pack up and go to bed, but something stopped me. A voice. His voice.

“Hey, I’m here. Sorry I took so long to reply. I’m Liam, what’s your name?” the voice asked.

“I’m Danielle, but everyone calls me Dani.”

“Nice to meet you, Dani”

That started it. We were talking for a really long time. We were talking about everything. My life, his life, everything you can think of. I checked my clock and saw the time. We had been talking for a lot longer than I thought.

“Oh my god. Liam did you realise it is four o’clock in the morning?” I exclaimed, suddenly realising how tired I really was.

“Whoa! Nah, I didn’t realise we had been talking that long.” He replied, genuinely surprised.

“I think I might go to bed, I’ll add you on Facebook tomorrow. Goodnight Liam.” I said, yawning. I turned off my Xbox console and climbed into my bed. I dreamt about him that night. I imagined what he looked like, with stunning brown hair, just like Zac Efron and Justin Bieber, and an amazingly built body. All I could think about was that the next day I would get to see what he really looked like. I kept thinking that maybe I was falling in love already, after just one long conversation.

 

When I woke up the next day, I felt amazing. I felt the best I’d felt in a long, long time. But when I tried to get on Facebook to add him, I couldn’t log in. I didn’t know what was happening. I kept trying but I couldn’t get in. I just kept hoping that Liam wouldn’t hate me.

I went to school, and that just ruined everything. I never thought I could feel as bad as they made me feel that day. Their names are Eleanor and Perrie. The school bullies. Well, they weren’t bullies to anyone else, just me. The teachers always knew what was going on, but they didn’t do anything. They just didn’t care.

“Hey Danielle, what’s wrong with your hair. It looks like you haven’t washed it in a month.” Eleanor always said. But things got much worse than that. The things they said to me were so bad I ran off, and once I was out of sight, I started to cry. I spent the rest of the day hiding, from everyone. I never liked it when people saw me cry. I found myself wishing that Liam wasn’t just a guy I met on the Xbox.

By the time the school day had finished, I was ok. I was able to get home without Eleanor or Perrie finding me. I got onto my computer and tried to log on to Facebook again, but it still wasn’t working. I had no idea what was going on. All I knew was that Liam was going to hate me.

So I decided to get on my Xbox and see if he was online. Luckily for me, he was. So I sent him a message saying; “Hey. I’m so sorry I haven’t added you. I tried this morning but I couldn’t get into my account. I don’t know what I’m going to do.”

I immediately got a response saying; “Hey. It’s fine. Play Call of Duty? I want to hear your voice again. Xx”

So I put in the Call of Duty disc and played Free For All, while talking to Liam.

“Hey! How are you?” he asked, not long after we started playing.
“Not that great. What about you? How was your day??” I replied.
“My day was great. What happened to make yours bad??”

So I told him. He listened throughout the whole thing, and gave advice when he thought it was necessary. That’s what he did. He would never interrupt me while I was talking, even if what I was saying was absolutely pathetic.  That’s why I loved him. We talked for hours, again, and it was the best part of my day. Hearing his voice made me happy, even just after I got home and was crying again. That’s what made me realise how much I really did love him. Whenever I spoke to him, I wished the conversation would never end.

 

That night I realised why I couldn’t get on Facebook. Someone had hacked my account and changed my password. I knew exactly who would do that. My brother. He knew that I always left my Facebook open, unless there was something I didn’t want him, or the rest of my family, to see. So he must have changed it. I knew from then on that I had to always log out of Facebook after I used it. So I clicked on ‘Forgot your password?’ and went through with it until my password had been changed, to something that was more secure and no one would be able to guess. I changed it to ‘LiamJPayne’ because no one knew about last night. I was going to tell my best friend about him, but she wasn’t at school. Then I added him. He was way more attractive than he was in my dreams. He did have the hair that I thought he would, brown in a style that was like Justin Bieber or Zac Efron, but he was completely different in all other ways. He had bright blue eyes that I found myself staring at, and the amazing body that would be on an athlete, or a football player.

As the week went on, Eleanor and Perrie’s bullying got worse. Liam was the only thing that helped. He was the most amazing person I had ever met. On the Friday of that week, the bulling got so bad that I suddenly found myself running out of the school, crying in front of everyone. That had never happened before. Ever. I ran as far away from the school as I could go, without having the possibility of getting caught by my parents. There was a lot of bushland around the school, so I went into that. Luckily there was a path so I wouldn’t get lost. I eventually got so tired I couldn’t move any further, so I sat down against a tree and pulled out my phone, hoping there would be service out here in the bush. Surprisingly, I had full service. I normally would have thought that was weird, but today I didn’t care. I opened up Facebook and saw that I had a message.

Liam Payne: “Hey beautiful, I know you are in school but I just wanted to tell you how amazing you are and how I’m so glad I met you.”

Smiling, I sent one back without thinking. “Hey J having a bad day... call me? X”

Five seconds later I got a reply. “Okay L x”

Then he called. We talked for ages about Eleanor and Perrie. He was so understanding. He let me complain, was there for me when I was sad and so much more. He was the best thing that had ever happened in my life.

Just after we hung up, I heard a school bell off in the distance, but I didn’t know whether it was just a class bell or the end of school. So I checked my phone and saw that it was three thirty p.m. School was over. I grabbed my stuff and ran to try to catch the bus back home, and I only just made it. The doors had just started closing when the bus driver saw me. He re-opened the doors and let me on.

Once I got home, I went straight to my room to get on Facebook. Liam and I were talking for hours, about his life and his day, not mine, because he knew what had happened to me at school. I was glad. It was obvious he was trying to distract me from what happened in my day.

At some point, we moved on to Skyping each other, and in a moment’s pause, he said something I was definitely not expecting him to say.

“Dani, I have something I need to tell you.” Liam said, in a moment of silence.

“Yeah?” I replied, slightly confused.

“I think I might be falling in love with you. I know we haven’t known each other for that long but you are the most amazing person I’ve ever met. I love you, Dani.”

I had no idea what to say. I just sat there, blushing, and staring at my computer.

“Um... Dani? Is everything ok?” Liam said, sounding concerned. “Please don’t hate me. I just needed to tell you how I felt.”

“I love you too.” I said. I must have said it too quietly because he didn’t seem to hear me, so I cleared my throat.

“I love you too.” I said. He heard me that time, and he just started smiling.

That weekend went by too fast. I spent most of the time I was awake talking to Liam, and all of the time I was asleep dreaming about him. For once in a very long time, I felt happy for more than one day. The next week flew by, because I didn’t go to school. Why? Because I didn’t have to. It was exam week for the older students, and since they needed all of the classrooms, the rest of the school had the time off. I tried to convince Liam to come visit me, but he just didn’t have the time. He promised that he would come see me soon, when he found some time that he could spare. And the next weekend he did. I met him at the train station in the middle of the town, and we drove to my house, and spent the day watching movies, and cuddling. Man, I loved him.

I didn’t think anything could go wrong when I went back to school on Monday, but boy was I wrong. Eleanor and Perrie were worse than ever, and that was saying something! But I just stood there, waiting for it to stop, fully aware that I had tears running down my face. This had to stop. If the teachers weren’t going to stop it, I would. And I knew just how to do it. Yeah, people would be sad, but I just had enough.

When I got home, I got everything out. A razor, a pen, and some paper. I sat in the bathroom, and just cried. Everyone thought I was happy, but they didn’t know what was really going on inside my head. I wanted to do this. I needed to show Eleanor and Perrie that what they say does hurt.

I needed to tell Liam how much he really meant to me. So I wrote him a letter. This is what it said;

“Liam.
You need to know how much you mean to me.

You need to remember that I love you.

You need to know that I am sorry for this. I just can’t take Eleanor and Perrie’s bulling anymore.

If I could have just one more conversation with you, I’d say ‘I love you, and I’m sorry for all of this.

I know this will hurt you but I need to do it.

I truly am sorry.

I love you.

Love, Danielle.”

And then it was done. I faintly remember my parent’s crying, and being in a hospital, but I had lost too much blood, and there was nothing anyone could so to save me.

His name is Liam, and mine was Danielle. I loved him so much. He helped me through everything, but it just wasn’t enough.


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