Not So Perfect Anymore

My heart rate quickend, the pain in my stomach is too much I have to fall to the ground. I see the gun fall to the ground and he starts to run. "No, p-please don't leave me." He probably couldn't here me it was in such a light whisper. When he was out of view I started to remember the very first date we went on; I remember it like it was yesterday ...

"Come on slow poke," I knew he was letting me win but I didn't care. He ran up next to me and scooped me up. I laughed and laughed and laughed the rest of the way up. When we finally reached the top he set me down and then sat himself down. I didn't know if it was alright to sit down next to him until he motioned me to. He put his arm around me and gently pulled me back to lay down.

"Hey, what are y," he cut me off by putting a finger to my lips.

"Don't worry I'm not going to do anything with you." I beleived him. I rested my head on his shoulder and we laid there staring at the stars for what seemed like hours.

"Oh my gosh! What time is it? I told my parents I would be home by ten! I have to be back on time or else..."

"It's only nine thirty but if you wanna start heading back now that's alright with me." He took back his arm and stood up starting to walk down the hill.

"Hey wait minute!" He stopped turned around and looked at me. "I didn't mean it like that. It's just that the last time I came back late from a date I wasn't aloud to go out with him again, like ever, and I didn't want that to happen to you." As I was talking I walked towards him. Now we were face to face.

He slipped his arm around my waist, without taking his eyes of mine, and pulled me in closer. Our bodies were now touching, I could feel my cheeks start to flush.

"Did you know that your one of the prettyest girls I ever went out with?" He leaned down and kissed me. His lips were so soft it made me melt into him. Our bodies were intertwined in what seemed like perfection.

We slowly seperated, linked hands, and continued on our date.

Now as I lay here dieing i cry remembering the butterflies I had in my stomach whenever we were together. I feel so stupid for having beleiving him when he said he loved me. I thought that I loved him but now those feelings are gone and all I feel now is hate.

 

It's getting harder for me to breathe, soon I won't be able to at all. My mom once told me that before I die, if I know that it is coming soon, I should say a prayer so that I will be pure in the eyes of God.

 

Dear God,

Thank you for all you have given me in life. The love I felt, the happiness I had ,and the joy I had when I first met my ex. Now that I am dieing I feel like a sinner. Please forgive all that I have done. I really belive in my heart that you have a kind soul. Also please forgive Sam. He didn't want to hurt me, let alone kill me. So please, please fogive him.

 

Amen

 

I can faintly make out the sound of sirens and flashing lights. The police some how came here, but they are too late. I bring a smile to my mouth and let the breath of life slip off my tounge.

 

 

Reviews

[DontBlink158]

wow that was really cool, the only thing i would want is a little more info on the ex. and why he shot her. Even with out it its still really cool great job.

[amoodyblue]

that was a very intense beginning, great opening... then the flashback was a nice dramatic touch... overall, a good short story... my only suggestion is to become friends with spell check and to always proofread your verb tenses or else they can confuse the reader... good job :)

[Just Me]

Wow.... There rnt any words 2 describe this (in a good way).