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"THAT'S WHEN SHE STARTED BAWLING"  by tyche94

     STOP NELLIE! Your gonna make me cry," That was all Angeleak could say to me as I sobbed uncontrollably in her arms. She was leaving me today. She was getting on that plane and was going to live in Boltimore, Maryland. Leaving me here to live aone. With no one around to hear my cries. I looked at her in hope that she can tell me that this was all a cruel joke. That she really wasn't leaving me. That she really was only going to Baltimore for a family trip, a funeral, or something. I can see the hurt in her eyes as I gaze into them. "I'm sorry.", she whisper as the tears began to fall from her cheeks. That's when I felt my heart drop to my Knees. She really is leaving me. For a second there it felt like all the oxygen escaped my longs. NO! NO AXIETY ATTACK! NOT RIGHT NOW! I was panicing. It felt like the world was spinning so fast I couldn't stand straight. Angeleak's eyes almost popped out of socket as she grabbed on to my body, supporting my fall. "Take a deep breathe Journey. In and out. In and out. Good. are you okay?", Am I OKAY! Is that all she can say to me?

     "No. I am not okay. Angie, how could you not tell me you were leaving! I mean we've been best friends for what? Nine maybe ten years. And you couldn't tell me you were LEAVING!", I was furious. Not believing my best friend, the one who I shared my most secred secrets with, the one who has a key to my house, the one that I would kill let alone DIE for, could keep such a huge thing from me. I couldn't believe it. I won't believe it.

     "Nellie, puhhleeez don't be upset with me. I'm begging you."

     "Angie I'm not mad. I'M PISSED!"

     "Nellie, pleas..."

     "Just SHUT UP! Please hush cause your voice is really aggravating me right about now.", I tried not to cry, but the tears wouldn't have it any other way. You know that feeling where you don't want to cry so much that you don't blink because you know if you do the tears will just flow, and yet the tears come down anyways. Blinking or not. That's how I was at that very moment. "I'd never do such a thing to you. NEVER! As long as I live. I thought you would do the same. Then you the this ish." , I sighed. Never thought I would feel this much pain just because someone close and dear to me was going to move to another state. Far Far away from where Las Vegas, Nevada is. All the way across the country. But, then again, she was my best friend. My very best friend. How could I not feel hurt. I sat down on the love seat she had near the television, looking around her room. Boxes. That's all I saw spread acrossed the floor was boxes. Big ones, little ones, you name it, she had it on her floor, stacked on top of each other. She sat next to me and put her arm on my shoulder. That's when the bawling started up again. "You'll call me right?"

     "Of course boo. Everyday.", She looked at me with a saddened smile spread across her lips. Wow. Those lips. I remember the time when we kissed each other as an experiment to see if it felt any diffrent to kiss a boy. We we're in her room that day. Playing around and telling each other about making out with these guys we knew. I asked her if she would ever kiss a girl and she told me if that day was to ever come the only girl she would kiss would be me. I agreed. That's when things got akward. Then it happened. We kissed. It wasn't very long but it was far from short. And I would never tell her this but that was the best kiss I've had by far. Even if it was from a girl. As if she read my mind she lend in and gave me a peck on the lips. "Bring back any memories?", she asked with a huge Chuck-E-Cheese smile on her face. I laughed. No longer angry with her any more. But still I was hurt.

     "I'm gonna miss you.", I said close to tears again.

     "I know hun. I'm gonna miss your scrawny aws also!", she replied. trying to make light of the situation.

     "Hey! Like your any bigger." I laughed now looking in the full body mirror sitting against her bare walls that once hung on the back of her door. True I was skinny. Bony in fact. And short. But there was one thing for sure. I had a bum that would blow anyone away. And that I was proud of. Angeleak was skinny too. But not TOO skinny. she had some curves and a bum also. Everyone said we looked alike. Like she was my twin. We were the same hight. Had the same facial features. And was the same shade of brown so I guess  you could say we look alittle like twins. But I didn't really think so. Angie got up from behind me and looked in the mirror also gazing at our almost identical bodies. She stood there for a second. Not moving. Not breathing. Not even blinking. She looked as if she were in a daze. Then she started bawling. Sobbing like a baby. I was in awe at the sight of her shoulders jumping up at down as she cried in her hands. I never really see her shed a tear. So the sight of this scared me. I hugged her. Letting her cry on my shoulders as she has done for me just a few moments ago. "I wish you didn't have to go." was all the words my mouth could afixiate.

     "JOURNEY! YOUR MOMS HERE TO PICK YOU UP!", Ms.Nikki shouted from the bottom of the stairs. Angie and I hugged for a long time until my mom finally started to hunk the horn to her car so many time that it sounded like she were leaning on it.

     "I have to go.", I said. I grabbed my tote as we said our goodbyes. She was leaving and there was nothing I could do about but sit and watch her go. How am I going to this without her? I thought as I opened the passenger side door to my moms Ford Focus. As we speed down the street I looked out the window. I can see Angie looking outside of her room window at us. As soon as I waved she walked away.

     I can't believe it. This is the end of Nellie and Angie. She's leaving tomorrow morning. 3 a.m. on the dot. I don't know if she'll ever come back to Vegas. But until that day come all I can do is hope for her return. I'll be waiting for her when she does. If she does.

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Date created: Feb. 18, 2010
Date published: Feb. 18, 2010
Comments: 0
Tags: african, american, baltimore, black, drama, hope, las, lesbians, life, love, maryland, money, moving, nevada, problem, problems, real, sad, skinny, teen, teenagers, teens, vegas
Word Count: 1372
Times Read: 139
Story Length: 1