The Outside (A Short Story)

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Her
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I had loved him forever. Since the day I first lay eyes on him. I still do. His gorgeous, green eyes, his silky brown hair. I would give my red hair to him for him to notice me, my green eyes, I would sacrifice too, I would give my life to be noticed by him...
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Him
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I was popular. So popular. All the hot chicks in my school loved me. I knew that. But one thing annoyed me. My dream. In it, all I saw was luscious red hair and green envy eyes. I knew, I was in love. She was, my angel.
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Her
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I sat watching him and his friends, everyday, come rain or shine. He was my everything. I had nothing to live for. But he, he had everything.

But then, on one of these days, I was watching them leave. It was misty, I couldn't see any cars and I'm pretty sure he couldn't either.

He waved, angelically, his friends away and I watched him near the traffic lights.

After that, things happened too fast.
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Him
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The mist was clouding my vision. I couldn't see anything. Nothing. Noot. Nothing.

I ignored the lights, they never worked, and crossed the wide main road.

Everything happened, too fast.

Two lights cut through the mist.

They got brighter,
Closer,
Coming for me.

Headlights.

A honk came from them. But I...couldn't...move....

My arms raised themselves, in a weak attempt, to evade the inevitable.
Death.

I braced myself for the impact.

All I saw, was a flash of red and I was plunged into darkness.
My angel.
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I woke in a hospital. And was greeted by the cries and hugs of my parents.
The Doctor came in and said...

"You are very lucky,
To be alive,
You only have,
A broken rib,
And a fractured ankle."

I answered,

"How could this be?
I was in a car crash."

He replied,

"You were saved,
By an angel."
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Her
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I panicked. I didn't know where I was. I felt myself floating. Away.

I could see my body below me,
My red hair, spread on the slab,
My eyes, hidden behind my pale, closed eyelids.

I could see I was dying.

At least he would be ok.
Forever beautiful...
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Him
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My parents left the room and I left, limping, down the corridor,

I knew she would be in Op.

My Angel.

My beautiful, beautiful Angel.

Nobody was there.

Her, all alone.

I wandered in the theater.

She lay there, peacefully,

Like she was sleeping,

But, I knew,

She was gone.

I planted a kiss on her soft lips.

My Angel, I love you.

I plunged the scalpel into my chest.

May the Lord convey me swiftly to death.

Amen
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Her
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And there he was, standing before me.

Heaven was a dull place,

Without him.

But he had joined me, in death, in a second life,

Together, Forever.
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Him
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My Angel.

Together, Forever.
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Dedicated to anyone who has ever run out of hope. Believe in God. He will convey you swiftly to happiness.

Amen.