I stirred from my peaceful sleep, hearing Dylan's voice calling my name. My eyes opened and I saw what at first looked like a fluffy footprint, then I realised I was lying on my bedroom floor. I sat up, rubbing my eyes. I heard him again, calling me frantically.1
"April! For God's sake, girl where are you?
2
"In here, Dyl. In my room."3
The door opened, and Dylan came in. He looked as strange and boyish as ever, a mischievous look in his eye.4
"Oh, here you are. I couldn't find you."5
I rubbed my eyes furiously with my sleeve, I was really tired.6
"Yeah, umm I think I fell asleep or something. You wanna help me up or are you just going to let me sit here like a weirdo?"7
He pretended to think about it for a minute. I knew he was joking, though. "I think i'll leave you there."8
We laughed and he helped me up, despite his silly words. I rubbed my eyes some more, it felt like there was something in them.9
"Something in your eye?"10
"Yeah, I think so," I mumbled in response.11
"Let me help."12
He took my hand away from my face and put it at my side. he lifted my chin , put his fingers at my temple and breathed softly in my eye. The fleck of annoyance was gone within a few seconds.
13
"Wow, that worked well. How did you do that?" I asked incredulously. 14
He laughed in response. "Just something my mum taught me."15
I giggled at his laughter, but there was something wrong. The laughter was there, but it felt so... Empty. I couldn't tell what was wrong. He suddenly looked so thoughtful. I watched him warily, as if he could jump at any second.16
"Are you alright, Dylan? It looks like you have something to say. If you do, you know you can tell me. You can tell me anything." 17
"I know, it's just... This is different, I don't know what you will say if I tell you, it's really frustrating trying to tell you but not wanting to."18
"Just tell me. If you think i'll get angry--"19
"No, it's not that. I'm afraid that it will tear you up inside, that it will hurt you beyond any pain in this world."
20
"Tell me, please Dylan. I can take it.21
He bit his lip and looked at me. I studied him carefully.22
"April, I'm moving. My Dad got a job in town, and we're going on Tuesday."23
I couldn't speak, my throat was dry, my eyes wide with shock. I was staring at him, as if he were telling a joke. Then I burst into tears.24
"No! Y- you can't go! Don't leave me, please! Dylan, stay here, please don't go. You can't leave me, I can't be without you! Please, Dyl, don't go! Please!"25
"Shh, April. It'll work out. it's alright."26
I knew inside that it wouldn't be alright at all, that my best friend and only love was going to have to go. I cried for what seemed like hours, but I finally stopped. When I finished, He held me close and whispered soothing words in my ear. He would find a way to stay, he wouldn't leave me. 27
So there we were, Dylan holding me as if I were the only thing in the world, and me not wanting to move. We stayed there for hours, until finally I was to tired to say any more. I managed to get four last words out, before he went.28
"I love you, Dylan."
Adding your comment:
I actually teared up in that. It was very sad, and touching, and emotional, and I loved it! Very well written, keep up the great writing. I would put a smiley face here, but I'm not sure that's appropriate due to that sadness in the story, so I'm just going to say... That was awesome! And sad. I look forward to reading more of your work.
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I'll fix those other things and thanks for commenting!
