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marysa-15-loveme · 07:49 AM

Chapter two - part one

The phone fell to the floor, making a loud, clattering noise. Along with my heart.
I could hardly think of words to say. I was only nine years old. This could not be happening. They'll be coming home tomorrow, and everything will be okay. This WAS NOT happening. Not to me. Not to Nikki. It just COULDN'T be.
But it was. My parents weren't coming home alive. Everything was falling apart.
I was stunned, I felt like I couldn't breathe. The room was spinning. What were we going to do?

"Katie?" Nikki said, shaking me. "KATIE! Oh, please wake up!"
I slowly opened my eyes and looked up. "What..happened?" I said groggily.
"You fainted!" She answered, I could see that she'd been crying.
"Why?" I demanded.
Nikki hesitated, "..Uh, well.."
"NO!" I yelled. "It's not true, right? I was just imagining things, right?"
"Katie.."
I started sobbing uncontrolably. "Why?! Why them?! How?! When?!"
"Katie! Calm down!" Nikki said, almost sounding hysteric herself. "Some guy who had been drinking was driving down the wrong side of the road while your parents were driving home from that conference, it only happened a few hours ago."
I hugged Nikki tightly and started sobbing even worse, but this time, I wasn't the only one sobbing. We just sat there, for hours and hours, holding eachother, sobbing. For the loss of my parents, and knowing that once everything was settled, we wouldn't be living together anymore.

"My parents...They were such good people." I'd been practicing this speech for nights on end, hardly sleeping at all, for fear of the nightmares. "I don't understand why this happened to them..." I couldn't do this anymore. I had to stop. I gave up, and broke down in tears. "Drunk driving kills so many. Not just the people who are drunk, but other innocent people. Why do people drink and drive? It's never going to turn out right. Something's always going to go wrong, no matter how good of a driver you are..."
I was getting off track, but I didn't care anymore. "..I'm sorry, I just can't..." I attempted to finish the rest of my speech, but I couldn't. I rushed off, leaving the funeral home. I made it all the way to the park where I'd come and play with my parents every Saturday, and I sat. I didn't know what else to do. I was only nine years old.
I heard footsteps coming up behind me, and I turned around. For a minute, I was hoping it was my mom, coming over to tell me the picnic was ready. But it wasn't. It was Nikki.
She came over to the bench I was sitting on, a carefully sat down next to me.
"It's going to be okay, Katie." She said, but I could tell even she didn't believe it. "I can't believe I'm the one trying to comfort you this time.. But just remember, I'll always be here for you, no matter what happens."
Right at that moment, I was thinking back to that night, when the two of were outside on the swings. I was right, things were okay then, but only for a little while.

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marysa-15-loveme · 07:50 AM

Chapter two, part two.

Just over a year later, it was time for Nikki and I to go our seperate ways, at least for a little while.
"I'm going to miss you, so much." Nikki said, as she loaded her sixth, and final suitcase into the trunk of her new families car. "I'll write you letters, I promise!"
"I'll miss you too." I was going to live with my Aunt Viv, an older woman who only had enough room in her 2-bedroom apartment for one. "Make sure to call me!"
"Don't worry. I will. We'll still be friends." Nikki promised. "Forever."
I tried not to cry as she crawled into the cramped Toyota, and drove away.
"Come on, Katelyn," Aunt Viv never got my name right, "We're going to miss our flight if you don't hurry!"
I sighed, and followed Aunt Viv towards her rented car.
The entire time I was on the plane the only thing I could think about was Nikki, and what she was doing. I wanted so badly to talk to her.
"So, Kate," Aunt Viv began, "what would you like for your birthday this year? You're turning 11, right?"
"Yea, I'm turning eleven." I sighed. My tenth birthday had been in the midst of my parents death, so I hadnt really done much for it."All I want is for Nikki to come visit.."
"As I've told you before," my aunt cut in, "that's simply not possible. I'm sorry."
"I know.." I was desperately trying not to cry. "That's just what I WANT. Okay?"
Aunt Vivian just stared at me. "How can you want something you know you can't have?"
"I want my parents back, and I know I can't have that." I said angrily. "People WANT things they can't have."
"Look, Karen-" she began.
"MY NAME IS KATIE! K-A-T-I-E!" I was so angry, I couldn't help but yell at her. I didn't care that the other passengers were watching. "Try remembering it for once!"
My aunt was silent for the rest of the trip. And I was sure that even the slightest chance of seeing Nikki ever again was gone.

"Welcome home, Katie. Your room down the hall,to the left. Unpack and come to the kitchen for dinner." What a grump. I couldn't stand my aunt.
"Yeah, whatever." I said, making it clear I was unhappy.
She sighed. "If you're going to give me attitude, young-"
I cut her off before she could finish her sentence. "I'm not giving you "attitude", I'm going to bed. I'll eat tomorrow, I'm not hungry." And with that, I went to my new room, unpacked, and sat on the floor. I wished Nikki were here with me, like that night, just over a year ago. Just as I started to calm down, I opened my bookbag, and out feel a letter.

Katie,
Hey, guess who? If you guessed Nikki, then you're right! I'm hoping you find this while you're on the plane, but even if you don't, it's a letter all the same. I'm gonna miss you so much... I can't believe you're going to be living in Toronto, while I'm going to be stuck in Kentucky with my new "family". Ugh, I can't even really call them a "family". The only real family I've ever been part of was yours. I don't have much time to write this, because I'm getting really tired, and we go our seperate ways in the morning, but I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to miss you so much, and that I love you.
I'm not going to ever forget you, I hope you never forget me!
xoxo,
your sister by heart,
Nikki. <3
I gave up. I collapsed on onto the hardwood floor, and began to sob.

I woke up, and I was still on the floor. Light was streaming in through the open blinds, and I realized I must have fallen asleep on the floor. Oh well, not like the bed looked overly comfortable either. Probably some lumpy old matress my cheap aunt had dragged down from the attic. Or bought from a hobo. Either way, there was no way I was sleeping on it until I bought some of my own sheets.
As much as I didn't want to, I had to go to the kitchen and eat, my stomach was growling, and I was in desperate need of food.
I walked into the kitchen downstairs to find a note on the small, glass table.

Katie,
Gone to store, be home soon.
-Viv

House to myself, great. Just what a ten year-old wanted on her first day in a strange city. Exactly the opposite, actually. I was terrified. The apartment made strange noises, I didn't know any of the neighbors, and I didn't know where anything in this stupid place was.