Dark Love (test)

Sitting alone in her dark room, Maria glanced over at the full bottle of pills sitting on her dresser. Teary eyed, she picks them up and opens the bottle. Shaking she brings the bottle of pills to her lips, she can feel them slowly sliding down the orange bottle. A sudden bang hits her window. She jumps and spills the pills all over the floor. The tears are now streaming down her face like a waterfall, fast and nonstop. She looks over at her second floor window. She cautiously walks over to it and looks down. Standing not twenty feet below her is her best friend Lucas, he lived on the other side of town at least a thirty minute car ride to her house. Lucas was the only one who knew about her 'problems'. He was the only one who could really help her

She rushed down stairs to unlock the door for him. Both her parents were upstairs asleep, dead to the world. It's not like they cared about her anyway. If it wasn't her dad stumbling home drunk and yelling at her, it was her mom drugged out of her mind, too numb to even acknowledge her existence.

She opened the door and ran into his arms. He held her tightly.  He was out of breath and sweating, but it didn't bother her, she was just happy that he was there.

“Lucas what are you doing here?” She had stopped crying for the moment.

“Maria I can tell when your not okay. I knew something was wrong and I ran here as fast as I could. I didn't want anything to happen to you... are you okay?”

Maria was still in shock. It was two in the morning. Did Lucas really care about her that much? She hugged him again. She didn't want to let go. She could have stayed safe, in his arms, all night.

“I'm okay now.” she whispered softly. “Thank you” Lucas didn't know how much that meant to her. He just saved her life.

A few weeks after, Maria and Lucas were walking down the street. She looked over at him and for the first time, felt something new, different. She looked at him with love. Not the best friend kind of love that she usually felt towards Lucas but real love. Warmth and compassion. Lucas looked back at her the same way, with love. They put their feelings aside, being careful not to ruin their friendship. Neither knew how the other felt.

The next week Lucas decided to tell Maria that he loved her.

“Maria, I know this sounds weird because we've been friends for our whole lives but I just really need to tell you this. So here it goes...”

 He explained everything to her as they walked to the park and sat on a bench. Maria was surprised. She always thought Lucas only liked her as a friend.

“Maria I lo-” she leaned over and kissed him, interrupting his sentence, and he kissed her back.

They sat there in silence for a few moments until he grabbed her hand and started to get up. Maria followed him. She didn't know where they were going but when he was with her, she felt safe. He walked with her into the center of the city and over to a random rundown building. He took her inside and they walked up the stairs. Maria had no idea where they were but again, she felt safe.

They walked into a dark stairway and he opened the door. A bright light blinded her and the crisp fall wind blew her hair out of her face. She looked out to find he had taken her up to the roof. She looked back at him and then walked over to the edge and looked out. You could see everything from there. It was breathtaking.

Lucas sat down next next to Maria and looked at her.

“If I had to choice between seeing this view everyday or seeing you, I would pick you hands down. I love you so much that it hurts.” He smiled a goofy smile and she laughed. “ I love you too Lucas.”

That became their spot. Every Friday night Maria would meet Lucas up there and they would watch the sunset together and admire the beauty. Maria had never been happier. Lucas had never been more in love. A few times, they fell asleep watching the city turn from a busy day to a sleepy night.

April 29, 2017. It was 4:19 in the afternoon when Maria heard the noise of the phone ring. She groaned and rolled off her bed and answered it. It was Lucas's mother. Maria couldn't understand what she was saying but she seemed upset. She ran over to Lucas's house to find his mother curled up on the couch, unresponsive. She walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder.

“..Is everything okay? Where's Lucas?”

His mom looked at Maria. Her eyes were red and her face was wet with tears. She explained that Lucas was in a bad car accident and was rushed to the hospital where he died a few hours later.

Maria didn't know what to do. She walked home numb with pain and sat down on her bed and just sat there. She didn't cry, she didn't move. She just sat. She didn't even move when she heard the front door open. Her father came stumbling into her room, drunk. He smelled like liquor, cigarettes and cheap perfume. He was yelling at her. She couldn't hear him but she could see his mouth moving and she could feel him spitting on her face, stuttering with every word. He stumbled and fell to the floor. She stood up, stepped over her fathers frigid body, and slowly walked out of the house, down the street and all the way to Lucas's spot on the roof.

She sat there for a while, thinking. By then it was the morning, and the morning turned into the afternoon and she didn't move. She just sat there, thinking. Then slowly she stood up and walked over to the railing. She swung her legs around and sat over the edge of the 7 story building. She stood up on the thin copper pole and she let go. She didn't jump. She just let go and fell. She would finally be with Lucas and she could finally be happy. She fell one hundred feet all the way to the bottom, but this time Lucas wasn't there to save her.