Ghosts of Midnight

She lay in her bed awake as the clock struck midnight. Her mother would scorn her if she didn't at least pretend to be asleep. But sleep she could not. He haunted her every night. This spirit of what could have been.
So many years ago, he had wanted her. She had been thirteen years old and he almost eighteen. She never knew what he had seen in her. She had gained his attention, however. Keeping it was usually easy, but for weeks he had been looking at other girls. She knew what she would have to do to keep the attention she had carefully earned.
She had allowed him to driver her out to Lover's Peak. She had allowed him to put his hand up her shirt. She was going to allow him to go all the way, but she realized she could not do it. He was angry, of course, but she just could not do it.
He silently started the car and they started toward her house. She knew he was going to leave her. There were plenty of prettier, older girls who would give him what he wanted. Tears trickled gently down her cheeks.
Suddenly, he slammed on the brakes and everything went black. Hours later she woke up in a hospital bed. There had been an accident. She was fine, just a small concussion, but he was gone. She was lucky they told her, but she knew the truth.
The memory of him had plagued her for years. If she had done what he had wanted then it would have been okay. The accident would have never happened. He would now have graduated from some prestigious university. But she had not and now he was dead. Not one night had gone by that she had slept peacefully without his memory.
She got up, there was no used now. She would not sleep on this night. She quietly walked outside and stood on the clip that overlooked the ocean. Her parents had moved her here once her depression had reached its worst stages.
She had never again been that beautiful, happy little ange they had once known. Color had completely absented itself from her life. Though she had lived, her spirit had died that night.
She looked over the cliff and saw the dark, calm ocean. She saw everything she was missing in that ocean. She saw his spirit, his ghost looking up at her from deep within. It called to her and she went to it. She had finally found the peaceful sleep that had evaded her for so long.