Good-bye in One Year

Sage Jolie is a junior at her high school. She has a pretty normal life until one night when her and her boyfriend get into a car wreck. She comes out with a broke arm and a couple of stitches but he's not so lucky. As they do his blood work, they find out that he has cancer. There is nothing they can do for him and he ends up dying one month later. She feels like her whole life is over until she finds a box of letters under his bed addressed to her. He wrote her everything single day for a whole year. This letters send her on a trip pf a lifetime to help her find herself and live without him even though she isn't ready to say those last words... Good-bye


10. Gwen

It was a perfect Saturday morning. I got to sleep in due to the fact my mom had to work along with Jack over at his fired a house. I rolled out of the bed, not bothering to look at myself or change my clothes. No one was coming over today and I didn't have anyone to please so today was my official lazy day. I cooked some bacon, pancakes, and drink my apple juice. I'm not a coffee person at all. Juice was my life. After I ate, I curled up on the love seat, smashed in between many pillows and blanks. This was perfect. I watched X-Men, my favorite movie in the whole world, until the heard a knock on the door.


I could just lay here and act like no one was home. Another knock. Today was my lazy day, I wasn't going to open the door. Another knock. I sighed and got up. I opened the door to find someone I have never seen before.


Her eyes were grey just like mine. Her face was as pale as a ghost. She had little freckles on her cheeks going out to her dimpled cheeks. Her hair was short and got her face perfectly. It was a light orange color that almost looked natural but my mom use to be a hairstylist, I could tell when people colored their hair. She was a good height for a girl, maybe 5'5" or 5'6" tops. She was thin but she had a oddly shaped body. She didn't have curves or anything like that. She must be a runner. I was shaped the same way. "Sage Jolie?" She asked in a sweet voice.


I swear I've heard her voice from somewhere before but where?


"Uhh yeah, that's me." I said awkwardly.


She smiled real big showing the metal in her mouth, "I'm Gwen Tyler! Luke's sister."


"Oh! Luke isn't here-" I started to say but Gwen shimmied through the door.


"I know. I came to see you." She said walking in the front part of the house. I could tell that she was related to Luke now. They both had a way of making themselves at home. Other than that, they looked nothing alike. Why didn't Luke talk about her before anyway? Why did she live in Florida and he live in a North Carolina?


"Umm what's up?" I said trying not to sound rude.


Gwen hummed, "Luke has been acting weirder than usual lately so I hopped on a plane out here to surprise. I walk up the Grams house and guess who's there? Nat! I can't stand her so I thought to myself hmm... Lets go find this Sage Jolie girl and find out what is going on. So here I am Sage Jolie. Lets talk."


We walked into my room where I pulled out the box of letters that Samuel wrote me. Gwen smiled at the pictures of us. She held one up that was taken on New Years last year. His hair was black and flapped in his face. His eyes were a deep green color like a cats. He wore thick black glasses that made him look nerdy but handsome at the same time. He was pretty tall but not as tall as Luke. He was perfect. "I like this one the best." She whispered handing it to me.

I nodded, "One of the best nights of my life. So he left me this box full of letters. It started off as a letter everyday then they started to get shorter and shorter and they really depress me more than help me."


Gwen chewed on the thought, "Every see a mom who wants her baby to stop using a pacifier and they gradually take it away from them until BOOM they don't need it anymore?" 


I nod slowly.


"That's what he is doing. He pulled you in with the first couple weeks, months and now, he's getting sicker and weaker and thinks wow this was a great idea at first but now it's unrealistic, I'm dying and I need to teach her how to live without me by slowly pulling away. My mom did the same thing..." She trailed off.


"Your mom?" I asked.


She nodded and looked at the picture again, "My mom was a drug addict. She would have these amazing days when she would take care of Luke and me then she would have her bad days when she would send Luke and me to Grams. This went on for a year because my dad was away. Army. When he came back, Luke was ten. He chose to live with Grams but I chose to stay with dad and mom. We thought it was getting better, dad and I until two years ago. She just disappeared. Gone. She sent me these letters though, everyday for a whole month then one letter a week, then a letter every two weeks until I only heard from her for a month. Then they just stopped." Gwen took a deep breathe and looked at me, "One year later I open the door to see two men in black suits. They gave me a look and I knew. She was dead."


My mouth dropped. I didn't know what to say.


Gwen looked back down at the picture and I could see a smile come to her face. "Samuel was a good friend to Luke. He was the only other person who knew about it. Only other person who knew about me besides Nat whom I can't stand! Anyway, Luke doesn't like to talk about me that much because it hurts him and it opens up the past and my mom. Sometimes I think he wishes he would have taken more care of me, protected me from the hurt. He shouldn't feel that way. He's a good guy, Sage Jolie. Just misunderstood, like my mom." She sighed.


I could feel the tears starting to roll down my face. This girl, she was so young and she's been through a much. Stuff girls her age shouldn't go through. I sit here and pity myself because I lost my boyfriend when there are people like her going through so much more. Today was the last day I pitted myself. I was a new person. I was going to finish this year out, doing what Samuel asked me then I was going to find myself again. I needed to find myself. I put my arms around Gwen and we hugged forever. I could hear and feel the silent tears streaming down her cheeks then we pulled apart. We both started to laugh and sip away the stray tears. Gwen came at the perfect time.

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