The Last Goodbye.

The Last Goodbye.

A Story by -The Girl Behind Her Writing

The rain pours down on my face, as I watch the game from the bleachers. I put on my hoodie, zip it up, and put the hood over my face. Even through the thick fabric, I get goosebumps. Everyone around me is chanting, and I suddenly get a sick feeling at the pit of my stomach. I’m the only one who is sitting down. I look around, to keep my eyes off the game, but I look down at the field, and you’re the first thing I see. The team is in a huddle, but your eyes are directly on me. I get that sick feeling again, and decide it's time for me to leave... As I get up, I tell my friend that I’m leaving. That I just couldn’t do it. I thought I could, but I was wrong... I move past the fifteen or so people on my side of the bleachers. Before going up the steps to go home, I look at you one more time. Your eyes are still on me, but this time, you're standing up straight, really looking at me. I shake my head, and start walking again. It’s been two years since you disappeared. You're not really there, it’s just all in my head.. I head to my car. I stand at the door of my Ford pick-up, just letting my mind roam. I finally let out a big sigh, and decide to get in. I sit on the grey seats, and turn on the engine. I look over to the other seat, and there you are again.. I don’t know why I can see you, but everyone else can’t. It hurts me, that even after what happened, you're still around, haunting me. I drive home, as you give me a lecture on why I should have stayed at the game. I turn up the radio, to drown out the sound of your voice. The song “Here You Me” by Jimmy Eat World plays.. Our song. I can’t help the tears, as they roll down my face. You reach over to me, and wipe them away. Your touch feels so real. It’s almost like you’re really here. Instead of driving home, I drive to our old spot, on the cliff. The one that looks over the whole city. As I put the brakes on and put my truck in park, the sun is slowly going down. Perfect timing. I get out, our song on repeat. I sit on the hood of the car, and watch as the city lights start to brighten as it gets darker. all the memories come flooding back.. The first time I met you on this cliff. The time we first discovered our song. The time, when anything bad happened, we would meet up here. We were always here. This was literally our spot. And then there was the time you proposed to me right before the accident.. As I think about this memory, my chest starts to ache. I feel you around me again. Holding me close, like you’ve done times and times before. The rain stops, and the sun is setting. The sky is filled with orange, pink, yellow.. It was our favorite time of day.. I look at you one more time, Because I know after this, you're going to be gone forever.. You lean in closer, and your lips slowly brush against mine, and it's like you're really here. I lose my eyes, and let myself feel it. I imagine your face, how your eyes sparkled in the right light, how your hair fell just the right way. How your smile lit up my world.. You pull away, and move my hair out my eyes. You whisper in my ear goodbye. I open eyes, and you’re gone.

© 2017 -The Girl Behind Her Writing


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-The Girl Behind Her Writing
-The Girl Behind Her Writing

Fergus Falls , MN



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I'm a born Oregonian. I'm 21 Years old. I like to write stories, and I wanted to share some. Some are fiction, Some are non Fiction. I'll let you figure out which is which. more..