(This is an ongoing series by me. Check out Chapters 1 and 2 too.)
”I had such a great time,” she said, turning her head towards me after the video we had just edited ended. We had watched it probably 5 times, and every time we had laughed harder and harder.
“Me too,” I responded. I turned my head and her eyes met up with mine, and boy, were they a glorious sight. I looked away and smirked, trying to cease the butterflies in my stomach that began to blossom so quickly. It was such a wonderful feeling, and to know that they were started because of her made it even better.
”Oh gosh! I didn’t realize it was this late. I still have to film with Alfie and Zoe tonight,” she said in a panic, standing up and running to the table where she had put her things earlier.
”I thought this party had just started,” I joked, trying to be funny but I realized it came across as cringeworthy. I at least saw a bit of a smirk come across her face, as she frantically put things into her bag.
”I’m so sorry to run out on you like this. But my schedule is so jam packed and-“
”Don’t worry, I understand,” I said, cutting her off. She had put everything in her bag and grabbed her luggage in her hand, ready to head out the door.
”Thank you for this great start to a day,” she said, walking over to the door.
”I should be going now.”
“Let me walk you down to the lobby,” I said, running to get the door. I opened it up and motioned for her to go ahead with my hand.
The walk down to the lobby was a bit awkward. We both didn’t seem to know what to say, either seemed too lame, sad or weird. I helped her get a cab and helped her put into it when she asked:
”Yes?” I replied.
”We should definitely hang out again. Before I head back home, I might have time to hang out. Do you want to?”
”Yes, sure, if you do have time I would love to do that,” I replied, a bit shocked.
“Great!…so, I’ll see you later, hopefully, right?” she asked, a cute, glowing smile appearing on her face.
”Of course,” I smiled back.
”Thank you,” she almost seemed to whisper, as she wrapped her arms me. I wasn’t a rushed hug, but a slow, savory one. She had wrapped her arms around me gently, them slowly getting tighter around me as she pulled me in closer. I returned the offer, by wrapping my arms around her waist and by putting my chin on top of her head. She was the perfect height for a hug, making me fall for her more.
“Won’t you hurry up now!” the cab driver yelled.
”Bye,” she said, getting out of the hug. She got into the cab and it started to drive towards Zoe and Alfie’s house.
Then she disappeared, taking her beautiful essence with her. I stood outside and as I walked back in, I thought about her.
About 6 hours later, after binge watching some Netflix to get her off my mind, I got a call. I couldn’t see the screen, since I was going in and out of sleep, and my eyesight was starting to become blurry.
”Hello?” an unfamiliar voice asked.
”This is Joe, who is this?”
”It’s Alfie,” the voice said. Even though I had know Alfie for years because of Zoe, his voice seemed almost unfamiliar to me. It was lower than usual, and didn’t have that natural, upbeat rhythm it had.
”Are you okay?” I asked, trying to get down to the bottom of voice mystery.
“It’s about her. She’s been….well…she’s been hit by a car.”
I dropped the phone, and stood there in shock. What was I supposed to do now? Little did I know the severity of the situation which became the beginning of the end.