I'll See You Again (standard:other, 1803 words)
Author: Akenshi Doe	Added: Sep 14 2000	Views/Reads: 4205/2289	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Tom and Rosie like each other a lot. But Tom instead goes out with someone else. Rosie is crushed, but how much? Tom doesn't know, but he'll soon find out.

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developed. Her face was pale yet it had color, her hair a dark brown. 
He was thinking of asking her out soon. And she knew it. It was just a 
matter of when. He felt a tug on his hand. Sally was telling him to get 
up. 

"Come on, I want to tell you something in private," she whispered in his
ear. He made a puzzled look but followed her. She led him outside to 
her car. They still had their ticket stubs so they could go back in. 
She leaned back onto her black Explorer and sighed. She took out a pack 
of cigs and took out two, one for her and one for Tom. She lit hers 
first and then used hers to light Tom's. He took a drag and blew the 
smoke to his left, making it flow with the wind. 

"So, what did you want to say to me?" he asked. 

"Well....you see Tom. You know how you been saying I should find a guy
so I won't be..'lonely'? Well, I did.....and he's wonderful, kind, 
caring, smart, and......and...," she trailed off. 

"And what?" he asked, his ears perked, wondering who is the guy. 

"And.....he's you." He stood there silent. His cig left burning in his
hand, his eyes staring at Sally's. She had nice light green eyes. He 
didn't know what to say. Half of him wanted to say yes, and the other 
no. He wanted to make Sally happy, but then what about Rosie, he 
thought. His thoughts were running thru his mind, he couldn't think 
clearly. He looked at the ground for a while. Then he looked back up at 
her. 

**** 

They walked back in and caught the end of the movie. They met up with
the rest of the gang and talked about the movie. Then Rita noticed it 
first. Tom was walking next to Sally, but he was practically leaning on 
her. And her hand was in his. Then the rest of them noticed it. Tom and 
Sally didn't seem to notice that the others were watching them. Rosie 
couldn't believe her eyes. She was about to burst but she didn't want 
to make a scene. Then Sally kissed Tom. Job's eyes widened, as if he'd 
seen a ghost. That night, while Tom was laying in bed thinking about 
what he did, he heard a knock on his door. It was his dad. 
"Umm...Tom..you better get changed." 

***** 

He only had jeans on, his sneakers barely on. He ran thru the
neighborhood at 2 in the morning. He reached a tall blue Victorian 
house after 3 minutes. He was panting heavily and tried to catch his 
breath. There was an ambulance there and some neighbors were being held 
back by police. Tom ducked under the yellow tape and ran past some cops 
and into the house. He ran up the stairs, weaving thru officers and 
photographers. Then he ran into a room at the end of the hall. And 
there she was. Rosie, lying on the floor in a pool of blood, her wrists 
slashed. Her mom was her knees, tears streaming down her face making a 
puddle on her nightgown. And all his friends were there too, crying. He 
couldn't do anything but just stand there and wonder why. He knew why 
though. Cuz he said yes to Sally. Why did I say yes, he thought. Cuz it 
felt right. No, I was gonna ask Rosie out. But Sally needed someone for 
her.... He couldn't think. While they put her body in the bag, he 
looked at her room. He opened drawers and looked at what was in them. 
He noticed some blood that seemed to have gone under her bed. He looked 
under and saw a tin container covered in blood. He took it out and 
opened it. He couldn't believe what he saw. 

It was him. Pictures of him. Little cutouts. And they were from when he
first moved in until a couple of days ago. He dropped it on the floor. 
It made a clanking noise which got the attention of everyone in the 
room. They all looked at him and then the pictures. He put his hands on 
his face and ran his fingers thru his hair to the back of his head. He 
couldn't believe it. How could I have been so blind? he thought. After 
talking to the police, his friends, Rosie's mom, Tom went back home. 
The blood from the container was still on his hands. His parents were 
up, waiting for him. His mom hugged him hard when he came in. His dad 
put a hand on his shoulder. He didn't cry though. He just thought about 
what he had done. He went to his room and washed his hands in the sink 
nearby. He heard his parents leave. He wondered where they were off to. 
He got an idea. He ran downstairs, got the keys to the other car and 
ran into the garage. 

***** 

His parents drove back into the driveway later. His dad pressed the
button on the remote to open the garage. They were worried about Tom. 
His dad and mom were discussing what they would tell Tom. His dad had 
the radio up because he was listening to the news. When he turned off 
the car he noticed the other car was running. His mom looked inside the 
car and screamed. 

**** 

Tom sat there as he turned on the ignition. He wanted to see Rosie
again. He sighed as he let the motor run. Ahhh, he thought, it'd be 
nice to see Rosie again. Her little smile with those pink, perky lips. 
He thought about her for a while. Then he thought, I could go for a 
nap, to clear my head. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath and 
breathed out. And it all went dark.


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