Me And You, Forever

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Marissa is 18 when she and her boyfriend are in a car crash..

For xStephStephx09's challenge.

9 Paragraphs. Romance. and Ghosts.

Wee!! I'm finally done!! xD

Submitted: July 14, 2008

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Marissa wiped a tear from her eye as she buttoned up the front of her black dress. She hated wearing black. It was so depressing, and she preferred light, happy colors. Although today black was what the occasion called for. She still couldn’t believe what had happened. She was eighteen and was -well had been- in love, with a boy, named Eric. They had known each other since birth, both living in the small town of Mayfield. He’d been her first best friend, the first boy she’d kissed, the first she’d loved, the first to make love to. Her one and only. Then that fateful night, they had been at his little sisters eighteenth birthday party. She had been to tipsy to drive, and in hindsight, he was too. But he did anyway. She didn’t remember much of the crash, just waking up in the hospital, her bed surrounded by people. Her small family, and all her close friends and Eric’s rather large family. Where’s Eric? Shouldn’t his family be with him? She remembered thinking as she traced the scar that went down the length of her right forearm. Thats when they had told her. Eric had died on impact. There was nothing they could have done. She remembered her mothers arms wrapping around her, holding her fragile frame together as sobs wracked her torn-up body.

She buttoned the top button on her dress, right above her chest, holding back the sobs that threatened to come once more. She looked absently in the mirror, wondering how she was supposed to go on without him. Her blonde hair fell, limp and dry, unlike the usual shiny locks she was so proud of. Her skin was pale, almost translucent. And her eyes, they were the worst of all, they looked tired and red, but they reminded her of zombie eyes, vacant, staring through the mirror instead of at it. She had to look away, she was scared of her own ghost like reflection. She opened her bedroom door at her mothers call and walked wordlessly to the van. The silence was oppressing as they drove to the church, for Eric’s funeral. The church was full of people who they had both known, who loved them both, who would never forget Eric’s death. She walked tight-lipped past her group of girlfriends who gave her a mournful look as she passed them. She couldn’t pay attention during the ceremony and as soon as it was over she raced outside. She wanted to forget, she wanted to forget he ever existed. But she couldn’t, they just wouldn’t let her.

She crumbled to the ground beside his tombstone, why was this happening to her? They were supposed to live happily ever after. He wasn’t supposed to die at nineteen. She couldn’t hold it in anymore, the sobbing returned, shaking through her body painfully. She wanted to make this torture stop. She wanted to feel his arms around her, to see his face again, to hear his voice calling her name. Marissa. His voice was inside her head, she could hear him, like he was standing right beside her. It was too much. “Why did you leave!?” She screamed angrily up at the sky, tears pouring down her face.

If I could stay, you know I would. His voice was there again. She looked down at his tombstone, she shouldn’t be hearing his voice like this, he was dead. Marissa, look at me. She turned to look behind her, in time to see Eric materialize out of thin air, walking towards her. “Oh my god.” The words came out as a rush of air. She sprang to her feet and ran towards him, but when she reached him, her body passed through his, and a chill went down her spine. “Your a...” A ghost. Yes. Marissa felt her head start to spin and she plopped down on the ground, kneeling in front of him, tears sparkling on her pale cheeks.

Marissa, I need you to listen to me. You have to move on with your life. He dropped down to his knees in front of her, close enough to touch, but she knew she couldn’t. Its killing me to see you like this. His eyes held hers, and she could see the sadness, and the love there. He didn’t want to see her suffer like this. She knew she should pull herself together, but she just couldn’t. Without him she should just welcome death, life held nothing else for her. Don’t think that like.

“Why not?!” She let out a strangled scream. “Without you my life is meaningless. I don’t want to move on. I want you!” She stood up, spreading her arms. “What do you want me to do? Go find some other guy to complete me. To hold me in his arms late at night. To love me. To be loved by me!! You can’t say that doesn’t hurt you.” Rain started to fall, the fresh water from the sky mixed with her fresh tears, making her black mascara run down her skin.

You know I love you more than anything. But you shouldn’t have to pay for my mistake. You should lead a happy life, with another guy or not. The choice is up to you. And yes, it hurts. But your only eighteen Marissa!! I can’t stop you from living your life. I want you to live your life!! Live it for both of us! Remember all the places we wanted to go, the things we wanted to see, the crazy ideas we wanted to try. Do it! Do it all! For us.


“I don’t want to. Not without you.” She said quietly, dropping her gaze. She couldn’t stand it. He was there. He was talking to her, and all they were doing was arguing about what she was gonna do with the rest of her life. When she really didn’t care. She just wanted to be with him, and the only way she saw that happening was taking her own life, and spending forever with him. Dead. But together as ghosts. She slowly lowered herself to the ground, laying down, grass sticking in her wet hair. He laid down beside her, right beside her. Their sides were touching, but she couldn’t feel him, his arm went around her, but she didn’t feel his warmth. “Please.” She turned her head to look at him. “Let me come with you.”

He didn’t answer as they laid there in the rain. Staring up at the cloudy night sky, rain falling on their bodies. Her breathing quietly slowed, and eventually stopped, her eyes were closed peacefully, and there was a smile on her face. They found her body the next morning. Her family knew, they knew she had died to be with him. The star-crossed lovers were together again, in death. They were buried side by side, beneath the old cherry tree. Never to be apart again.


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