CHAPTER 1


I gazed at him fondly as he rubbed my cheek. I was about an inch apart from him as he leaned in to kiss me. Our lips touched and warmth passed through us. I did not know that that would be our last kiss. We pulled away slightly. I caressed his cheek and he ran his fingers through my golden brown hair. I looked into Jacob’s deep blue eyes and found a yearning. “I want to take you somewhere special” he said, “I want to drive you to the only place that makes me happy besides your embrace.” He slipped his hand into mine, and raced to his car.

We traveled for ten minutes, and then we turned onto Highway 13. It was a long bridge that was high above a shallow river. We traveled on the highway for a while. As we were about to turn off the highway onto another empty street, a car swerved into us. Luckily, Jacob with his lightning fast reflexes, swerved out of the way. Not so luckily, he hit the side of the bridge. Jacob, having never locked the door in his excitement, flew out the car door, off the bride, and into the river. I stared, then screamed, then started to sob. That could not have happened, it just couldn’t have! That should’ve been a dream, I should’ve woken up in the car snuggled up against Jacob. My tears flowed as I thought about Jacob- his beautiful deep eyes, his lightly tanned skin, his shaggy brown hair, the way he smiled at me, and only me. I burst out in sobs again, louder than before. I sprinted out of the car, down the highway, down the steep slope that led to the river, and into the river. I got scratched and bruised, and soaked, but all I cared about was seeing Jacob. As I splashed through the river, I realized that Jacob was not alive. He could not be. My face was wet, I was not sure if it was from the water of the river, or from my tears. I saw Jacob’s limp body. He was floating on the surface of the foot deep water. I hugged his lifeless body, and kissed his cold lips. I ran my fingers through his wet hair, and rubbed my thumb on his cheek. I saw police sirens, but I did not listen. I heard people yelling but I did not care. A single tear drop fell onto Jacob’s cheek. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see who’s it belonged to. A man with a thick mustache told me to go home, but I refused to leave Jacob- my Jacob. The police had to drag me away from him while I scratched and yelled at them.

Two years later I still have not forgotten what Jacob looked like as he was falling, nor have I recovered.


Chapter 2


It has been a few years now and i have still not have given up on Jacob. However, I do have a new boyfriend. He is not nearly as nice as Jacob, but he eases the pain a little. His name is Jesse. He is pretty strong and muscular but not as beautiful as Jacob. Most nights we snuggle up by the fire in his new house in Vermont, but every time i am with him, i think of Jacob. One night, I had a dream. When i woke up, i knew what i had to do to be with Jacob, but i didn't know how to do it. As the days pass my body, nothing passes my mind except for how to be with Jacob. I lie awake all night tossing and turning. My plan is to risky, i don't think i can come through with it. But, I have to wait until the time is right...


Yesterday, Jesse and I went to a movie. It was called "John Frank's Day Off". It was a comedy, but i cried all through the movie. Jacob loved this movie. We saw it together 7 times. This movie meant something special to us. The whole time Jesse tried putting his arm around me, but i just kept pushing it away. After the movie, Jesse dropped me off around the corner from my apartment. No dinner, No goodbye. I think Jesse is realizing something i'm not.


I think i have told to much about Jesse and I. I think I should tell you about Jacob and I.

Before the incident, Jacob and I we inseparable. We were together every day until my dad found out that he and I were together so much. The night he heard about Jacob, he asked him to come over so he could do his "check out the boys" routine. My dad found Jacob very disapproving because of all of his muscles. My dad thought Jacob was to arrogant because of all his muscles. My dad forbid me to see Jacob, but that did not stop us from seeing each other. Every night we planned to meet by the bus stop, 5 or 6 blocks away from our houses.


Chapter 3



I realized how stupid and mean I had been to Jesse the night before, so I decided to drive over to Jesse's house before he went to football practice. I glanced at my watch as I was walking out the front door of my apartment. Dang it, it was 5:49 and practice started at 6:00. Even though Jesse practically lived a minute away, he still left about five minutes before practice started. I wouldn't make it in time unless I took a shortcut- Highway 13.

I raced to my car, and raced down the streets. Just as I turned onto Highway 13 I remembered what Jacob looked like as he was falling. I remembered how excited he was to take me somewhere he loved. As I drove on the bridge, I stopped the car where Jacob fell. I looked down over the edge and then i knew what i had to do to be with Jacob and how to do it. I climbed up onto the edge of the bridge. I turned around to see everybody on the bridge staring at me. Suddenly, a car pulled up, and a man jumped out. It was Jesse. As I was falling a single raindrop fell on my cheek like my teardrop fell on Jacob's. Maybe that raindrop was Jacob's teardrop.

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Texte: ORIGINAL BOOK- NO COPYING!!
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 01.12.2010

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To my Best friend who helped me write this book as much as I did.