Never coming back I want to call Daniel to tell him I’m sorry. But my finger just hangs on the dial button as the heaviness settles on my throat. Just maybe if I get this off my chest like Lillian advised, everything will go back to normal. But I know it’s a lie. Nothing can ever be normal in my life. Not after that big fight and not after... I shake my head trying to fight it off. That thought crawls back, biting at me and telling me it’s all my fault. “It’s my fault,” I say, my lips trembling as tears wet my cheeks. “It’s...” I trail off then put the phone down and stare at the ceiling. The night is so quiet. I’m sure mom is her room, talking to dad and asking questions: “What If Lara never gets better?” But how can I get better when the only one who puts a smile on my face is 6ft under the ground. There it is; the confirmation begging to take over my mind. Daniel is dead. Never coming back but he wouldn’t be dead if we never had that big fight. I roll over and curl on the bed as the cold breeze finds it’s way into my room. I have to call him even though I know he will never be able to pick up. So I grab my phone and dial. “Hello,” someone picks it which makes my heart pound harder against my chest. I can’t find the words again because whoever is on the other end is certainly Daniel, my dead boyfriend.
Never coming back 


I want to call Daniel to tell him I’m sorry. But my finger just hangs on the dial button as the heaviness settles on my throat. 

Just maybe if I get this off my chest like Lillian advised, everything will go back to normal.

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Lara has one more thing to say to her dead boyfriend but when she dials his number, expecting no one to pick, someone actually does

Never coming back I want to call Daniel to tell him I’m sorry. But my finger just hangs on the dial button as the heaviness settles on my throat. Just maybe if I get this off my chest like Lillian advised, everything will go back to normal. But I know it’s a lie. Nothing can ever be normal in my life. Not after that big fight and not after... I shake my head trying to fight it off. That thought crawls back, biting at me and telling me it’s all my fault. “It’s my fault,” I say, my lips trembling as tears wet my cheeks. “It’s...” I trail off then put the phone down and stare at the ceiling. The night is so quiet. I’m sure mom is her room, talking to dad and asking questions: “What If Lara never gets better?” But how can I get better when the only one who puts a smile on my face is 6ft under the ground. There it is; the confirmation begging to take over my mind. Daniel is dead. Never coming back but he wouldn’t be dead if we never had that big fight. I roll over and curl on the bed as the cold breeze finds it’s way into my room. I have to call him even though I know he will never be able to pick up. So I grab my phone and dial. “Hello,” someone picks it which makes my heart pound harder against my chest. I can’t find the words again because whoever is on the other end is certainly Daniel, my dead boyfriend.

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