Forever Young

16 year old Bonnie is happy with her boyfriend Harry, her 8 best friends. Her family is perfect, her school career is amazing, her life couldn't get any better. Until she gets one unexpected result which she, her friends or family weren't prepared for. Now Bonnie has sort out her own problems and seeing what is for the better or for the worse.

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53. everything's gone

Bonnie's P.O.V.

its been 3 days since i came back from the hospital. each day is getting harder and harder. Harry rang me but i didn't want to talk to anyone not even harry. so mum spoke to him down stairs, it was for a while they were talking. i heard her reassuring him that i was okay and that everything was going to be alright. i heard her pleading him to stop crying then i heard her cry. I've only ever seen her cry once. Mel came back home later that night, when she did she came upstairs and laid down next to me in my bed hugging me tightly. we cried together but i know she had been crying before her eyes were red and puffy and she kept sniffing. She told me that harry is at his house seeing his parents but is going back up to London tomorrow afternoon for x factor. Mel slowly fell asleep but i couldn't stop thinking about Harry. What was he thinking about, how was he feeling about everything but my mind kept playing back to seeing her in the car upside down blood on her face, her unconscious. was i the last person to see her alive?

 

Harry's P.O.V.

Mel offered to drive me back down south to see my parents and explain everything. The car journey was quiet and sad. she turned off the radio once we started driving. i think she thought it wasn't appropriate to play happy cheery songs on radio 1 when we just experienced what we did. when i arrived home mum was in the lounge watching TV. i walked through the door and closed it quietly

"mum?"

"harry?" she stood up and walked over to me standing in the hallway and hugged me tight. i placed my arms around her waist and rested my head on her shoulder, crying into her clothes

"how is she?"

"Bonnie's not talking to anyone" i sighed and walked to the kitchen and poured myself a drink

"aw bless her! its just her way of dealing with it honey. i wouldn't wish this upon anyone"

"i just wish i was there. i don't even want to think about what Bonnie saw"

i sat on the sofa with mum next to me i was facing her

"is anyone at the hospital now?"

"no me and Mel were the last ones to leave after we said good bye to"

it pained me to say her name so much i couldn't i tried but it wouldn't come out my mouth. i just sighed heavily putting my head in my hands. mum moved in closer and rubbed my back softly

"i saw her mum, she was there lying cold"

"well at least she isn't in pain anymore, shes peaceful"

"i just wish i could talk to Bonnie" 

"let her mourn, everyone does it differently. when your granddad died Gemma didn't talk for weeks"

"i just want everything to be better"

"darling people goes through these things for a reason" 

"im going to bed"

"night honey" she kissed my forehead and hugged me before i walked upstairs and got into bed fully clothed. i hadn't slept in 2 days. i got under the covers and tried to sleep but awakened by my nightmares.

 

Bonnie's P.O.V.

i didn't sleep that night, like every night i try to sleep but im woken with nightmares and memories. i pretended i was asleep for mum, dad and mel when they checked up on me. but they all had work that day so i was in the house alone. i went downstairs to get a glass of water. i walked slowly down stairs i didn't have any energy.

i walked to the fridge poured a glass of ice cold water and was walking back to bed when i saw Ava's things in small piles on the floor in the lounge i dropped the glass on the floor letting it smash into tiny pieces i walked over to the piles and fell to my knees in front of them gently brushing my finger tips on the baby grows rolling the rattles over for the beads inside to make a noise she loved. i saw a scrap book, the book me and harry were making to give to Ava when she was older. it had photos from her birth in it, from my pregnancy it had everything in it. but everything was now gone.

i began to cry more tears dripping on the paper. everything was now gone so why should of have this god damn book i started to rip the pages out and throwing them across the room. i started crying hysterically throwing all her stuff everywhere ripping it, tearing it. i fell to the floor in the piles of Ava things crying into my arms. 

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