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Just End It All 

It was another Saturday, the second in the summer. I sat there phone in one hand, gun in the other. Gun against my right temple, phone against my left ear.

“What do you want?” I whispered fiercely into the receiver.

“Just to talk. Come on Lisa, let me come in and talk to you.” The police officer answered me.

“Why should I?” I asked “Why should I let any of you people into my house?”

“Because. I can help you.”

“Help? You want to help me! Ha that’s funny.”

“Can I just come in and try? Give me fifteen minutes.”

I was silent. Why should I? Fine. I would let him, and then I’d shoot him. He deserved it. They all did.

“Okay.” I said “Fifteen minutes.”

There was a light knock on my front door. I went to answer it, gun still secure in my hand.

The man, for lack of a better word, was a skyscraper. He looked about 18, but I knew that wasn’t right.

“Hey, I’m Josh. I talked to you on the phone.”

“I thought you were a man, not a boy.”

He laughed an unsteady, quiet laugh. “I’m 23.”

“Hmm.” I started to the living room and sat on the leather couch.

“I’m Lisa and I’m 19.”

He sat in the chair next to me. “So what’s going on? Why are we here?” He said motioning towards the gun.

I glared. “Look Dr. Phil, what is it exactly that you want?”

“I want to know why you’re doing this. Just why.”

“You mean why this possibly psycho blaxican girl wants to kill herself? Girlfriend of Big-hit gang member Kevin Gomez? Why would she possibly want to off her self? Like you care, you just want me around to help with drug busts. Just go away.”

“I can’t do that. So just tell me, just explain to me why you want to leave. Explain why a beautiful girl like you wants to die.”

“Stop trying to sweet talk me, I’m not into people’s bull.” I stated firmly.

“Okay, just talk.”

I looked down the barrel of the .45 in my hand. I had just looked so friendly.

“You really want to know?” I asked in a whisper.

“Yea.”

I sighed, leaned back, closed my eyes and let the memories flood back into my mind and out of my lips.

“I had a perfect life, no beyond perfect, if you can imagine. My dad was amazing; my mom had left when I was eight weeks, but I was over that. My grades were simple. B’s….I was content with my life as a sophomore at Hilltop High. Then I met him, and my life changed. 

5 Years ago

It was Wednesday and my third day of being a sophomore. It was basically the same as last year, I was pretty popular as a freshmen. But who cared about school? It was just a façade to me. I got in, I got out. Simple as that. The best part of my day was after school. I caught a ride wit whoever offered. But that day was the day I saw him.

Jillian stopped the car and everyone got out. As soon as I got out, I heard his name. “Kevin!” Everyone was saying it. I walked over to the Drive King to see what all the yelling was about. My best friend sense I moved here, Diego, called me over. I walked over to where he was.

“Hey beautiful.” He said to me, as usual.

“Hey.” I said back, but concentrated on the Godly human sitting next to him. This had to be Kevin. He was gorgeous as ever, sitting on the table with Diego. He had light brown skin, like a perfectly baked chocolate chip cookie. He had a fade and hazel eyes. He was wearing a black t-shirt that hugged body showing off his arms and stomach showing he worked out regularly and blue jeans with black adidas.

 I had to stop staring before I past out. I looked at Diego to see what he wanted. “Can you see what’s wrong with Jennifer? She isn’t talking to me.”

“Sure.” I said and turned to leave.

 “Wait.”

I turned back around.

“This is my homie Kevin, he just moved back here. Kevin, this is Lisa my lil’ sister.”

I smiled a little and waved.

He nodded and said “Hey.” His voice was so enchanting.

I turned and walked away to find Jennifer. After I found her and talked to her, I found out she wasn’t mad, just on her period and had a bit of a mood swing. But she said she would apologize to him as soon as he paid some attention to her.

 I went back to where Diego was supposed to be sitting. He wasn’t there but Kevin was, talking to some freshman.

When he saw me he smiled, got up from the table and walked over to me.

“Hey,” He said still smiling. It was breath taking. “Diego had to leave, but he asked if I’d walk you home.”

I looked at him like he was crazy. “Oh, well that’s okay, I can walk by myself.”

He laughed. “Well I was going to ask you if I could walk you any ways.”

I felt heat rising to my face. “Um, it’s a really long walk, I don’t-“

“Don’t worry about it.”

“If you’re sure.”

“Yup.”

So we started walking to my house. It was about an hour and a half walk. But he didn’t seem to mind at all. We talked the whole way there. About his family and my family. About Indiana, [[where he moved from]], and about Sacramento [[where were now]].

We stopped at my door.

“So,” He said looking down at me.

“So…” I looked up at him with my most innocent eyes.

“Hey, so I’m just going to come out and say it, will you go out with me tomorrow night?”

I smiled up into his hazel eyes. They swirled with anticipation. How could I resist. “Of course.”

He smiled some more and kissed me on the cheek then said “Okay, I’ll pick you up around 7:30.”

He was just walking down the stairs when I thought about it. “Wait. Aint you goin to school with us?”

He turned and looked up at me. “No not for at least a week.”

I smiled. “Okay, well see you tomorrow.”

“Later sexy.”

I laughed. “Bye.” I went inside.