|Life on the End
Author: Ktbugz PM
Scarlett and Aburey have been friends forever. At the age of 13 1/2, Aburey is in a subway accident, Scarlett (14), Delila (13), Gabriella (12), and Violet (12) try to get through the tough time.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Friendship/Drama - Words: 706 - Published: 01-12-13 - id: 3091477
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Scarlett trudged on the sidewalk, remembering about what happened earlier that day, her teacher told her that her best friend, Aburn, had been in a subway accident. The engine had over-heated and ran off the track, she had broken both her legs and her wrist. Scarlett saw her mailbox and her eyes slowly began to reveil the image of her home. She hoped that her family would'nt try to comfort her. As she walked inside her home, she saw her mother and Ms. Asul, Aburey's adoptive mother.
The sight of Aubrey's mom made her want to weep. Ms. Asul ran up to Scarlett and embraced her, she grabed her in her arms and set her on the couch. "Scarlett, Aburn is getting better, and she will be home soon as she is back to her original self."
Scarlett knew that Ms. Asul really didn't know that, and was just trying to confort her. She didn't want comfort, she wanted Aburey to be back at home, safe and without any inguries, except some scrapes and scratches from romping around. Scarlett remembered how her mom used to be a foster parent and had a foster child. She didn't really like her. "Scarlett, are you okay?" her mother implied. She shook her head slowly, no she was not fine, her best friend was in the hospital! Just then the door burst open, it was her older brother, Brandon.
He hugged her as soon as he saw her sad, dim face. Once he released her, she ran upstairs into her room, and shut the door and covered her face in the bed. Scarlett knew that Aburn would not recover, or at least not easily. She eventually fell asleep. At midnight her cell-phone rang. She answered it, it was Delila. "I couldn't sleep, so called you."
"The only reason I woke up I was because was lightly sleeping." Scarlett replied.
"Are you sad? I mean, after all, you and her are insepterable." Delila interjected, her words seemed to be taunting Scarlett as she layed in her bed.
"Could we talk about this on tomorrow?" Scarlett retorted.
"Sure, farewell." Delila said.
Scarlett may have smiled at that. They always had a joke about that word, farewell. Violet, a close friend, had been in a play and she had to say, farewell, like, a thousand times! It was hilarious! Now, it wasn't as funny as it should.
The next day...
She dressed slowly and crept down the stairs, her mother was in the kitchen. When she saw her she said, "Your hair looks like a rat's nest! Your clothes don't even match! Come on up stairs and I'll dress you properly."
As soon as she had finished breakfast, she heard the rear of the bus. She sighed and picked up her backpack and left the house. Scarlett stomped up the bus steps, and sat with Delila. "So," Delila said," Will you talk to me now?"
"Okay, fine, what do you want to talk about?" Scarlett huffed.
"What we were talking about last night!" She replied.
"Okay! I'm sad! I'm frustrated! And angry! She's going to die and I know it!" everybody on the bus stared, but quickly turned away from Scarlett and her friend.
Delila jumped up, "If you didn't want to talk about it then just say so! It's been hard for me too! You're not the only one in this world!" She ran to sit by Gabriella.
"Delila wait! I'm sorry I can't just help but be mean about this, you know I have a bad temper and I'm not good with saying things like this! I just wish that I could be well-mannered all of the time but I can't, but I'm very sorry!" Scarlett shouted out.
"I'm not good with saying these things either, it's probably been harder on you than it has been on me, but, sometimes saying things is the best way to face things, the truth." She excerted.
Once they got to school everyone in class was very quiet, and no one even talked at lunch.