Best Friends Forever

(Short story. Not what you'd think. The exact opposite of some little mushy short story. No... not at all. Just read it :) )

The cold metal dug into my clenched hand, tearing into my fair skin, causing scarlet tear drops to drip from the tip of my thumb. My eyes were unfocused, visions of the river and the forest blurry and broken as my mind tried again to comprehend.

It wasn't possible...no... There are always those teenagers and such who die in car crashes or who died in the school shootings...but they were never someone you knew. They were never somebody you loved...

I was angry. At who, I don't know. Myself? No... I didn't do it! Nothing was my fault! It was Megan's fault. Yeah, all her fault. She just had to go off and die. For no reason either! She just had to go off and leave me alone. She knew I had no other friends. She knew she meant everything to me...but it didn't matter. She just went and left me! She didn't care...she never did.

I was shaking now, warm liquid dripping down my cheeks as my teeth chattered and my lips trembled. I wanted to scream, scream at the sky and the earth and God and...just everyone for taking Megan away! They had no right! Well...maybe God did... But what did it matter? Megan believed in God...so why would he take her away? No one else in this stupid town believed in God...so why did he have take her? I had tried to believe...

I did scream then, the trailing thoughts were too much. I needed to remember Megan and her...not me. I didn't matter then. Only Megan...

Sobbing, biting my tongue, I dropped to my knees, my torn jeans exposing my knees to the cold lapping of the night-chilled water. I didn't move. Not even as the mud began to swallow my bare toes and skinny legs. I just stared, eyes unfocuses at the calm waters ahead.

How could the waters be so calm? How could the world be so calm?!? Did they hate Megan? She had always helped the world, loved the river...the water. Why did they despise her and disrepsect her, after all she had done for them? The water was evil!

I threw my clenched hands at the water, slapping it with tremendous force. "No! She can't be dead!" I screamed to the sky, throwing back my head.

Slowly I lowered my head again and stared at the water. The sobbing had stopped but my heart gaped with dismay as I realized my hand was empty. I fell to my stomach then, thrusting my arms into the water, my fingers scrambling to find it. I couldn't lose it! No! I pushed forward even farther so the water rose to my forearms my fingers just touching the muddy bottom. My fingers searched, hungry for the thing I yearned to grasp again.

The murky water leaked into my cut hand, stinging it with a powerful, uneasing force. It was trying to push me away! The water didn't want me to find it!

I pounded my fists under the water, punching the water to fight it's evil. "I will find it!" I sputtered as water washed into my mouth. Suddenly my entire head was devoured by the hands of the water as the ground beneath me slipped away. I managed a muffled scream before I was completely engulfed.

Water! Water...everywhere!! Too deep. Couldn't touch the bottom. Bottom gone. Earth gone. Ground...too much water! I can't...swim...

I opened my eyes, letting the brown waters setting on my giant pupils. I couldn't see...but that wasn't the objective. I could not fight the waters, I never could swim. So I might as well join the waters...

I felt my heart burst and my throat contract as I blinked one last time. I saw a small metal bracelet floating on the river beside me before everything went completely black.

"Welcome Sarah." I looked up to see Megan standing in front of me, smiling her wonderful smile as she stretched out her arms for I hug.

"I can't... I'm in the river..." I began, but as I looked down I saw my usual self, dry and just slightly dusty. I was wearing a certain white garb and my usual bear feet wore sandels. "Where..."

"Don't worry about it. Just follow me." Megan was still smiling, her kind brown eyes urging me to walk. So I did...and it felt like floating.

I began to smile too as we walked through the nothingness...but such greatness. We held hands, our metal bracelets clinking together as we neared the end of the invisable path to the great light ahead.

We did not speak, but we didn't have to. Our bracelets said the only words we had to know about eachother.

Her spoke, "Best."

And mine spoke, "Friends Forever."

And forever it would be.

Author's Note

I really don't know. :)
I was feeling kind of destroyed and just needed to write something to fit it. I was also listening to the LOTR soundtrack, so that always helps. :)
Not my best...but please just review if you feel like it. I don't really care. :)

Reviews

[Tyler Allen]

I really enjoyed this. It's short and simple, and brings across a powerful point. The uncontrollable anger of grief, and the way you seem to hate the world around you, even if it had nothing to do with the tragedy. And the ending, very touching. Wasn't expected.
All in all, great work.

[Warrior]

Great story telling. This did justice in the realm of getting the message across. Great message. There's lot of times where a story can have a great message to aim for, and have a lot of under lining things but then no one gets it, and if no one gets it, then the point has failed. But in my opinion this did well to get the message across. You made it clear, which is why I think it's good. Keep up the good work. What was also great was that I could imagine the story as I read it, and that is also a strong point of stories. The ability to have the reader imagine it because after all we're reading not watching it, but it was as if I was there as I read this, and that is great. Good job once again.