"Goodbye. I love you." I said and hang up the phone. I gripped tightly on the kitchen counter as the pain in my head shot up, it felt like it was going to explode. My hands were clammy and I could feel my sweat trickling down my forehead.
"Ma?" I called as loudly as I could.
"Coming hon." As I saw her enter the kitchen everything turned to black.
I was drifting in and out. I heard my mom screaming, then I felt getting hauled out of the car, feet scrambling about, a woman shouting, then a prick in my skin, then I was completely knocked out.
The pain in my head was getting worse so I knew it would be my time soon. I refused treatment so I had to bear the pain. I just hoped I lasted long enough to say my goodbyes. I was able to, right? I only have very few friends after all.
They say you're dying when your life flashes before your eyes. Well, at 16, I didn't have much life in me. I was just glad I even made it to 16 years. Do I have regrets? Yes. But it's too late for that now because and were far more things I was thankful for.
My family, Mom, my few friends, Honey, Ms Kay, the twins, Jaycee… even that bully Nathan, he made life interesting. The kids at the orphanage, the people at the elderly home..funny that I'd get to go first before they do.
I wasn't able to eat the ice cream I've been saving in the freezer, oh, and my math project, guess my teacher will let it pass. I really enjoyed that Japanese restaurant with the weird music I had dinner with Jaycee once.
Jaycee..
How I long to hear his voice once more, if he could sing me to sleep then that would be the most wonderful thing I'd hear than all these beeping and heels clacking on the tiled floor.
Yesterday all my troubles seems so far away.
There it is, his favorite song.
Now I need a place to hide away, oh I believe in yesterday ..
Jaycee..
Yesterday…
If only...