Click Click Click
My high heels hit the pavement sharp and quick.
“Jade! Wait up!” I keep going, clutching my books against my chest.
“Mick, I have to go,”
“Come on please?”
“NO!” I climb into my truck and slam the door shut.
“Jade it’s been four years, why must you do this to yourself?” I stare back into his light brown eyes.
“Cause she would’ve done the same for me!”

They stood rigid in the frigid air. A gloomy, eerie sight. I took a deep breath and creaked open the truck’s door. I pulled off my heels and slid on my old beat up sneakers. My feet made no noise as I walked steadily across the still, silent field. I stuff my trembling hands into my pockets. When I entered her grave stone I felt a shudder ripple through my body, my throat tightened.
“Julianne, I’m so sorry.” I rasped, the tears stung my face.