Part 25

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... Mylee...

It's been two months, and I haven't left my room. I need Drew. I miss him. Every since the funeral, I've cried myself to sleep each night without him. I've listened to this CD he made for me. I love it. I cry at number 8 all the time. Die in your arms. "( . It's been raining since the funeral. His mom, Pattie, she moved out of this town fast. I asked her could I go, and she said I was more than welcomed cause now she's by herself. Mom wouldn't let me, so I'm just here. I've been getting texts from everyone explaining how sorry for me that they are. I'm sorry for myself. I had a good person who loved me die. I loved him, and it's my fault he's gone. I start to cry loudly. Good thing my door is locked. I want no one in here with me. I've decided, ever since he died, I'd start cutting. Again. I go under my bed and pull out a knife, listening now to the first song we kissed to "kiss me slowly" by parachute, I cut one wrist at a time. Every time I cut, I say,

I'm. So. Sorry. Drew.

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... Shanelle...

Today is me and Jacob's anniversary, and everyone, of course except Mylee is over, being happy for us. This is two years!!! Everyone is laughing, everyone except Roc.

Shanelle: Roc, go see her.

Roc: Huh? What are you talking about?

Shanelle: Mylee. Go see her.

The room gets silent when I mention Mylee.

Roc: She doesn't wanna see me...

Kiana: Who knows, it's been two months!

Roc: I'll try.

He gets up, says good bye to everyone, and everyone wishes him luck. He runs across the street to Mylee's house.

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... Roc...

I'm walking up to Mylee's front door. Renee' comes to the door, looking depressed.

Renee': Hey Roc. You need something?

Roc : Actually mama, I wanted to talk to Mylee, is she home?

Renee': Well she hasn't moved in two months, where else would she be? Come on in.

I walk in and up the stairs to her room. I twist the handle. Locked.

Roc: Mylee, can you open the door?

No Answer.

Roc: Mylee, I just wanna talk, okay?

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.... Mylee....

I decided to unlock the door, after hiding everything, like the knife. I'm still bleeding though. I'll just put on my sweater. He walks in, and locks the door behind him.

Roc: Hey smiles.

He smiles at me and I look down.

Roc: What's been up?

I don't say anything.

Roc: So, you're not gonna talk?

I look down.

Roc: Look Smiles, this all happened two months ago. I don't know what you're going through so I can't tell you everything is gonna be alright, okay? But I know Drew wouldn't want you in here starving yourself, and putting yourself through what you shouldn't be going through. Mylee, we're trying to help you. I just need you to be willing to let everything go, okay?

          

Mylee: I don't wanna see you right now.

Roc: So you're still mad about that day? Listen, I haven't moved on. I miss you Mylee and I wish we could still be best friends. I didn't want that to be the last time we actually spent time with each other.

Mylee: It's because of you Drew is gone!

Roc: Wait what? How is this my fault?!

Mylee: You got me to hang out with you!!! If I would've stayed, he would've never gotten killed!!!

Roc: I had NOTHING to do with his death!

I stand up and walk to him.

Mylee: Yes you did! You did this! I wish it was you!

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... Roc....

This is where I lose it. I grab her by her wrist.

Roc: So you want me to die?

Mylee: Stop, you're hurting me Roc!

Roc: So NOW I'M HURTING YOU!!!??! AFTER YOU HURT ME FOR TWO MONTHS?!!!

Mylee: Let Go!!! :( You're hurting me!!! :(

Roc: Okay, you wanna get hurt? Huh?

I pull up her sleeves and see cuts. Huge cuts. As big as a boulder. Every single one of them. She looks away and starts to cry. I let her go and she crawls to the bathroom.

Roc: Mylee, I'm-

Mylee: Save it! I don't care. You got what you wanted; sex. So just go!

I crawl to her, and attempt to hold her hand, but she snatches away. I scoot closer.

Roc: I don't have what I want, because all I want is you. :/ Mylee, I love you. I love you SO MUCH! I want you to know that, okay ? I want you to get better, I want you to do better okay? And I'll be here with you.

She looks into my eyes.

Mylee: Promise?

Roc: Promise. :)

She moves closer to me and hugs my waist. I pick her up and put her on my lap.

Mylee: Roc, I'm sorry. I just went off on you and all you been trying to do was help me. I'm sorry.

Roc: It's alright. It's alright.

I kiss her forehead twice and I snuggle her a little more. We stay like this for about three hours until she falls asleep. I pick her up and tuck her in bed. I take off my shirt and shoes and lay down with her.

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...Mylee...

I wake up feeling rough but so happy. I look down at my waist. Roc's tight arms protecting it. I miss Drew, but I know he wants me to not be sorry for him all the time. He loved me and wants the best, right?

I back up just a little more on him. He tightens his grip but then loosens up. I feel him exhale, and I turn around. I put my arms around his neck. He opens his eyes and smiles at me.

Roc: I love waking up to you.

Mylee: Sure. ") Good morning.

He smiles again.

Roc: Where do you wanna go babe? Any-

Mylee: PLEASE please please don't call babe.

Roc: Sorry, but I really wanna take you out today.

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