[Buried Alive

Have you ever been so spontaneous that you were up for anything? Have you ever been so deeply in love that you'd do what ever it is they desired? Have you ever driven so fast that the world was a blur? Have you ever put the top down and sung at the top of your lungs? Have you ever come to an intersection and got hit by one of those U-haul trucks? Have you ever felt so weak and helpless before? Have you ever seen your best friend/crush get thrown 50ft out the windsheild? Have you ever held his blood splattered, lifeless body in your hands? Have you ever screamed so loud that the trees shook? Have you ever wished that you were lying there instead?

Well....... I have.

His name was Aidan. He was 16 and all we wanted was to take his parents car for a spin. Straight A student all his life. Never came with in 1foot of anykind of drug. Dated the girls that kept there legs glued shut. He was perfect. Daddy's little trophy child. Mommy's pride and joy. He was my one and only true love. He was my best friend. He was my hero, I wish I could have been his. Aidan never did anything wrong. All he wanted was to have fun.

I remember his viewing the most. He lied there suit, tie, hands crossed at the middle. He wasn't smiling, he wasn't laughing and ruffling my hair, calling me doll face. He was lying in a caskte and he wasnt coming out. All I wanted was my Aidan back. Eevn though I'm considered a "tomboy" I wore a dress and heels which killed my feet. And for the first time since 5th grade when I fell of my bike and lost most of the skin on my forehead, I cried. I didn't try to hold my tears back I just let them go. Didn't care how many adults, cheerleaders, and football players were watching. I stood there shaking and crying. I slipped my hand into his and held it tight. It was so cold I almost screamed, but I didnt I just held on to his hand for dear life. Around me there was alot of commotion, people were getting angry with my display of emotion. *bunny* them, they didn't understand what he meant to me. Then some big muscler *bunny* came crashing through and grabbed my arm. He started to drag me away but I wouldn't let go of Aidan's hand. I screamed, kicked and cried my hardest. They couldn't make me leave him, nobody could. But soon they did and as they pulled me away, Aidan's rign came off his finger and into my hand. So being the kind of girl I am I slipped it in my pocket and let them drag me away.

At his funeral lots of people were there. The parents that wished they owned him. The girls that absolutley adored him. And the guys that wanted to be like him. Some of the kids from school were there. I recognized Kim, Joy, Tim, Amos, Kathryn, Corey and alot more. I also saw some of the kids that never gave a damn about Aidan. They always made fun of hi m and called him fag and loser. Just as I was about to charge the little *bunny*s I felt to big arms wrap around me in an embrace. Then a couple of chins rested on my head. I smiled inspite of my predicament. It was Anthony, or Tony, or Buick. But to me and me only he was Tony-the teddy bear. "There not worth it" he whispered in my ear. "I know" I whsipered to the wind. He turned me around and hugged me tight then kissed my forehead. Then I started crying again, I mean really really crying. Mascara running down my face, snotty nose cry. "Ewwww" Tony laughed. I stuck my tongue out at him and he did the same. " I'm so sorry Tony, it was all my fault I wish it was me" I cried. "Not your fault, don't ever say you wish it was you and no need to be sorry, just remember him always".

Tony's word didnt make my pain go away, it made it worse because I was right. He started swaying back in forth and singing " ooooo child things are gonna get easier". That was another thing that made me smile about Tony, he had the vioce of a thousand angels. Me and A. always would joke that if Tony were the second biggest contestant on american idol, he would win.

After the prayer was said they started to lower him down into the hole. I couldn't stand to see him go away. I broke through the crowd and did a run jump into the pit. I lay on top of his casket and cried. " I love you, I'm sorry" I whispered over and over. People were crowding around and yelling to the men not to put the dirt in yet. I heard my mothers voice shouting No my babies in there! Then Tony saying Hey stop, HEEEYYY don't put the dirt in. Once again some big guys pulled me away. I was crying and fighting with them when this little angel stepped infron of my veiw. She was small with brown hair and green eyes, probably the most gorgoues kid I'd ever seen. I waved at her and watched as Aidan's mom pulled her away abruplty. Looks like she thought it was my fault too. She never liked me. Always thought I was just some *bunny* who wanted her son's dick and her money, not true. I brushed the dirt out of my hair and from my new dress as my little sister watched. " You are the biggest drama queen, I mean come on that was so lame, you just had to embarass me didn't you. It's bad enough that all my friends think your some bisexual freak, Now your jumping in graves after some dead kid that doesn't love you"! That little *bunny*. I couldn't believe she just said that *bunny*. I turned toward her slowly and stared intensely in her little brown eyes. " *bunny*.You." I whispered and walked away as fast as I could

Chapter 2

Back to the ritual

The next day at school everyone buzzed about the funeral and my attention grabbing stunts. I slammed my locker so hard it echoed to the 1st floor. Tears stung my eyes and I slid to the ground. My best friend April approached me a mintue later. " Hey girly, how ya holdin up"? I looked up at her as to say what do you think? So she hugged me, not Tony tight but tight enough. "Its gonna be okay sweetie, its alright"

I didn't believe anyone I didnt believe in miracles or promises or dreams. The only thing that was real was death, and reality hurts like hell. the next thing I saw hurt me even more. Grace, Aidan's beautiful, cold, *bunny*y, hoe-ish girlfriend, holding hands with that kid on the hockey team. We locked eyes and she whispered something to him and pulled away. " Sienna, H..." " How could you do this to him"! I asked. She stammered and stuttered, looking around for help " Oh, let me guess, you care about him so much that a day after his funeral, you spread your scronny, limber legs to some other guy" "Its nott what you think" *bunny*. "really, it isn't, beacuse I think you never cared for him at all, I think you used him to climb back on top, to revive your rep, you filthy *bunny*. Theres no such thing as a reborn virgin. you can;t take that *bunny* back". Grace let out stream of icy-cold air, then stared angrily in my eyes. " I'm not gonna be single forever you know, I can't wait around crying over some dead guy when hundreds of breathing ones are in line to be with me. Si, I'm allergic to lonely, besides you act like you liked him, If I'm not mistaken, your a lesbian, right"? She smirked with satisfaction and I followed with a hard blow to the left side of her jaw and a smirk of my own. People started crowding around and yelling "oooooooo" or "Hey yo, chic fight" Not exactly you douche bags- this is a slaughter. I picked her up by her gleaming-dandruff free blonde hair and slammed that pretty face over and over again into the tile. This savage beating continued until security crashed the party. Tina, my fav security guard stared into my eyes. "Good god, its Sienna, Girl you best have a good explanation for this" I did and I told her it all in her office. She proceeded to say it didn't matter and that I better stay out of folks business. I said I couldn't and she said like hell I can't and sent me off with a detention. Benefits of having friends in higher power.