We're Over

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
A boy attempts to get his true love back before he finds out the real reason as to why they are separated.

Submitted: March 02, 2012

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Submitted: March 02, 2012




I wanted to remember the way she felt when I held her in my arms.  I wanted to remember the way her lips felt up against mine.  The way she told me she loved me.  The way she looked into my eyes.

And as I watched her flirting with another guy from across the hall, I wanted to remember the way she said my name the most.  How she only cared about me.

How she laughed and how she smiled.

I didn’t want to remember how she looked from a distance, how she kissed another guy and how she giggled at some other guy’s lame ass joke.


She lightly ruffled his hair and he grinned. 


To anyone else she seemed happy but I know she’s dying inside.  I can tell her fake smile when I see it.


She gently closed her locker and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek.  He pulled her in for a hug before walking away.  She stood there for a moment, smiling and then started walking in the opposite direction. This was my chance.  I quickly caught up to her and pretty soon we were walking in sync.

“You can do better than that,” I smirked.

“Oh really?” She huffed, “ With who?”


“Yeah, because we already know how you turned out.”

“Just give me another chance,” I insisted.

“Austin…” she stopped walking and just starred at me, “leave me alone.”


“We’re done, we’re over, that’s it!”  She groaned, “I’ve moved on and so should you.” She rolled her eyes before taking a step away from me.

“So that’s it?  After all we’ve been through?”  I questioned with anger.

“What else is there?” She asked.  I opened my mouth about to spit out an argument but I hesitated.  “That’s what I thought,” she said.

“Wait!”  I put out my hand towards her.  She frowned and walked over towards some nearby lockers and plopped onto the floor.

“What do you want?” she murmured.  I sighed and took a seat down next to her.

“Us.” I replied.

“Well, you can’t have that.”

“Why not?”  I felt myself getting frustrated.

“You don’t remember,” she said, “do you?”  From the corner of my eye I could see her starring at me. 

“Remember what?”

“How you…” she paused for a moment, tears were welling in her eyes.

“How I…what?”  I pushed.  She took a big gulp before looking into my eyes.

“How you died.” She said it so bluntly it took me a moment to register her words.  I could feel my eyes widen.  “You died two months ago—“

“No!”  I stammered.

“You were crossing the street when a car—“

“Stop!” I put my hands over my ears.

“I called 911 but it was already too late…” she choked.  I closed my eyes and took heavy breaths.  I could hear her crying beside me.  “If only I had called that much sooner…”

“It’s not your fault!”  I put my hand on her shoulder.  She stiffened her body and fear crept into her eyes.  I looked at my hand on her shoulder and noticed it was covered in blood.  I immediately took it away from her and looked at the rest of me.  My white shirt was soaking in red. “It’s not too late to fix me.”

“Austin, you’re already dead.”

“No!”  I screamed. She quickly stood and started jogging down the hallway and turned down another.  I ran to catch her again.  “Don’t leave me!”  I shouted.  She kept on jogging but now only faster.  “I love you!”  I yelled out to her.  She immediately stopped.I quickly closed the distance between us and was about to touch her shoulder again when she said,

“Don’t say that,” Her eyes looked into mine and I noticed all of the make-up smeared down her face.  Exhaustion was clearly setting into her eyes, “Don’t say that, ever,” she demanded.

I could suddenly feel a numbness engulfing me.  She shook her head and turned to walk out of the school’s doors and all I could do was watch her walk off into the distance, far away from me.

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