The TragicTrue Love.

            "Addison, please listen to me." I heard my best friend plead with me over the phone but I had already made my decision.

            "I've listened enough, Beth, to everyone. And I've decided I just don't care anymore, what's the point?" I explained trying to end the conversation. I had a date with fate and she was keeping me from it.

           "Don't you care about me?! Your family?!" She yelled trying to reach the me she used to know before it came to this. But that part was dead it died a week before.

            "No, I really don't think I care for anyone or anything anymore. Good-bye Beth." I said and hung up before she could reply.

            I grabbed my keys and walked calmly out to my car. I climbed in and headed for an old winding road just outside the city limits.

             I pressed the gas pedal to the floor as I headed straight for a tree but my life didn't flash before my eyes. Just one moment kept replaying in my head.

            I woke up hoping to be in Heaven or Hell which ever I had earned, but found myself in an unnaturally white, sterile, and cold place.

            I groaned, as the pain returned but it was now joined with my physical wounds.

            I looked around and found no one there. I'd half-hoped to see him there but that simple hope just led to more pain when I realized he wasn't there.

            I closed my eyes and tried to remember my self-imposed crash. But the last thing I could recall was his face and once loving blue eyes flashing across my mind before I hit the tree.

            Soon a nurse came in. "Oh good you're awake. You've been out for two weeks. There are some people waiting to see you." She said in a politely pleasant voice.

            I just nodded, knowing it wasn't him.

            A minute or two after she left my parents, sister, and Beth came in.

            "Oh honey!" My mother gasped at the terrible sight I must have been. My left arm and right leg in casts, my head wrapped up, both my eyes black, and cuts and bruises covering my entire body.

            "What happened?" My father inquired worriedly as he and my mom sat down next to my bed, while my little sister just stared at my wounds shock and worry written all over her face, Beth gave me a look knowing exactly what happened.

            "I must have fallen asleep at the wheel." I lied without emotion, my voice hauntingly hollow.

            The nurse came in and said I needed my rest so my family left but Beth stayed behind. "You know he isn't worth this, no guy is worth this. Tristan hurt you, bad, but don't let him kill you, Addison." Beth said and then left.

            Somewhere I knew she was right but that just made me feel worse. My dreams that night were haunted with Tristan and his haunting last words. I woke up in the morning to see someone standing in the doorway of my hospital room.

            "Addie." The figure began and as my painkiller dazed mind starting clearing and I instantly recognized Tristan. I turned from the door and watched as the heart monitor registered my annoyingly still beating heart.

            "Addison." He persisted and entered the room.

            "Why'd you do this?" Tristan approached and sat by my side looking in my eyes searching for an answer in them. I laughed without mirth.

            "You have to ask?" I looked at him, the man that had caused me the most unbelievably excruciating pain in my life.

            "I suppose that was a stupid question. But I'm not worth you ending your life." Tristan said as he looked deep into my hollow eyes no doubt searching for some sliver of the person he had unwittingly killed.

            "You idiot, I love you and what is a person supposed to do when their one true love doesn't love them anymore? There is no life after that. I'm fine dying with the memories we have though I wish I could live to make new and better ones with you but that was never your plan was it?" I told Tristan and he had to look away.

           "I never wanted it to end like this Addie, I really didn't. But I can't do this. Please don't die for what we were. Please. Live for what you and your real true love could be." Tristan said standing up to leave but I grabbed his arm.

            "You were and always will be my true love." I stated and once again he couldn't meet my gaze he removed my hand from his arm and walked out. Any pain I could feel just left. And everything inside me went numb. I looked around and saw a window that opened at the other side of my room.  I was able to get out of my bed and hobble over to it after about 10 minutes. I opened the window and smiled as I saw that I was at least ten floors up. I climbed out and sat on the window sill for a little while just remembering everything good about my relationship with Tristan. The smile stayed as I pushed myself off the edge.