losing the love of my life
okay i wouldn't really count this as a story. but i am 15 years old. and my boyfriend of 1.5 years was killed.
we both lived in saskatchewan. and he was going to alberta for volleyball. and his team had just won the championships so they were going out to celebrate. i got a text from him saying. "we did it babe, we really won. i wish you could have been here tho. well i will phone you after i eat." so about half an hour later he phoned me. he told me everything that had happened...he was with his sister too who happens to be my best friend. we talked for about 2 hours.
then he had to go..but before we stopped talking. i told him that i didn't know if i could be in a relationship with him anymore. i didn't want to say that to him because he was so happy. he asked why. i told him that i see the way you look at the other girls. and i told him i heard what his friends said before you guys left for the trip. he told me that he had nothing to do with that. i said i was sorry and hung up.
right after i hung up i got a text saying. "i'm not losing you again. i've lost you twice and i don't want it to happen again. you mean more to me then anyone in the whole damn world. and don't you EVER forget that. i would do anything to be with you." when i finished reading the text my phone rang i couldn't see the number because the tears blurred my eyes. i answered it and to my surprise it was my boyfriend. he told me "what the guys said had NOTHING to do with me, i would never do a single thing in the world to hurt you. your my life and that's final. you're not letting us go no if's or but's. i love you."
"i love you too", i told him. "and you know i don't look at beautiful girls cause i got you to look at all day and if you're not with me i stare at my background which is you."
well i was glad. "do you look at other guys like you look at me?" he asked me.
"NEVER!" i told him. "why would i throw away the most important thing in my life. i don't know what i would do without you, ashton. i was stupid for trying to let us ago. and i am never going to do it again. and that was the end of our conversation.
i sat on my bed typing on my laptop. about an hour after i talked to him. my cell phone rang. it was his cell number. i answered saying did you forget to tell me something, handsome?
but to my shock i got a girl crying instead of my boyfriend. it was his sister. she way hysterical. after about 2 minute of crying she told me the thing i never wanted to here.
i hung up. i told myself it wasn't real. ashton's second best friend came to my house 5 minutes after ashton;s sister phoned me. i could tell he had been crying, and that's when i knew it was true. my boyfriend was dead. he told me what had happened. he wasn't with them but someone phoned him and told him everything. ashton was dead and my friend jake and marisa were in the hospital in critical condition.
i cried for days, not wanting to accept it. it reminded me of the music video to what hurts the most by rascal flatts. i couldn't face my friends. i didn't want to.
and that is how i lost the most important person in my life that i love.
i know most of you didn't care to hear my story.
but when you're in love don't EVER miss the chance to say it to someone. ashton means everything to me. i have a lot to remember him by.
Ashton- nov.7th 1994- oct.20th 2010.
i miss you ashton more then you could ever know. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.