Ends and beginnings

It happened so fast. Like lighting when it strikes. One minute we were happy.
Then I blinked. That's all it took. One little blink and it all went away.
The sweet kisses, the whispers in my ear were gone. I remembered aching, longing for him. He was right there but gone.
It all happened in the blink of an eye. One moment.
He was gone.


4. bomb fire

I watched out the window.

Hoping it would be him next.

Maybe, perhaps he would see me in his shirt and hug me.

He would beg on his knees for my forgiveness.

I would think it over.

But eventually we would be jenny and jack again.

Us happy as can be.

Jack, my jack would touch me like only he could.

But then I shook those thoughts away.

He was not coming back.


I got up and took a shower.

Then got dressed for school.

Your probably wondering why I'm going to school.

Well first off I have to if I want my life with jack.

Second he'll be back.

I just know it.

Jack misses me.

So I head off to class.

I pass by Ryder.

He's looking at me.

With those eyes.

Too bad he's not jack.

I head off to class.

. I did my best for jack and our future.

I would not cry at the thought of jack.

He will be back.

I walked home alone.

Went to the apartment alone.

I striped out of my clothes and put jack shirt on.

It smelled of him.

The sweet addicting smell.

Tears pricked my eyes.

. No, he would be back.

There was a knock at the door.

I raced to it.

It was jack.

Had to be.

No one else.

I opened it to find Ryder standing in my doorway.

He stepped towards me and...

Embraced me in a hug.

It made me feel nervous.

Jack never made me feel like this.

My eyes pricked again.

"Go ahead cry." Ryder told me.

I didn't have to be told twice.

I let it all out.

The past two weeks, everything flooded out.

But Ryder didn't move away.

Actually he held me tighter.

After sobs, tears and snot.

I stopped.

I felt better now.

I smiled a weak smile at Ryder.

"How did you know?"

"You looked sad."

I was confused.

"Plus I have four sisters."

That made sense.

I invited Ryder in to watch a movie with me.

It was okay.

I liked Ryder.

He was nice.

After a while I fell asleep.


My shoulder was touched.

I assumed it was jack, but when I opened my eyes it was Ryder.

"Sorry for waking you. I...uh just wanted to asked if you wanted to go to the bomb fire next weekend."

I shook my head yes.

I prepared for the weekend.

I was now angry at jack for leaving me.

All I had given him was my heart and trust.

What did he give me? A broken heart, that's what.

So I packed his stuff.

But I paused on a picture. My favorite one.

My friend had took it.

Me and jack were on a couch, me on his lap, and hands interlocked.

We were staring into each other's eyes.

I bit my lip to keep from crying. Then I clutched it to my chest.

I packed all of jacks things. Everything. I was going to burn it all.

Ryder came to pick me up.

He took in my trash bags.

"I'm going to burn it." I told him.

He didn't ask why.

I was grateful for that.

When we arrived the fire had just started.

I dragged my trash bags.

Brought them to the fire and looked up.

I almost chocked.


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