Tell me if you love me

Ashleys POV:I sit outside Laurels house for an hour crying my eyes out, until I feel drained and have a pounding headache. I stand up unsteady on my feet after sitting down for so long and make my way home, not believing the fact that I ran here. When I get inside I try to run upstairs but my mum stand in the corridor, one look at my face and she rushed to me and envelops me in her arms. She lets me cry onto her shoulder for a few minutes. Then she gently lifts my chin up with one hand and looks at me “Honey, whats wrong?” she says gently. “Laurel, we had a fight” I say, this is an understatement, my mum stops looking so worried and smiles reassuringly at me “Oh darling, you’ll make it up you always do, now is there anything else bothering you?”I give her a half smile “No” I reply. The problem is there is so much things bothering me I cannot even begin to name them, so I settle for making her happy, even if it is a lie.

I go upstairs, feeling slightly less bad, but still awful. I collapse on my bed ready to hide under the covers forever when I get a text from Luke “Hi, We need to talk please come to Jade’s party” and that is all he needs to say I get up and begin the long task of trying to make myself look vaguely human-like again.

I pull up at Jade’s house and park, hastily I check how I look in my pocket mirror, I suppose it will have to do. I slip out of the car and make my way towards the light and the noise. As soon as I step into the garden I see Luke sitting on a bench, glancing around nervously. I walk up to him, trying to keep my face looking neutral, but I can’t help grinning like a little child at the sight of him. I sit down beside him and we both begin to talk at the same time, then blush like crazy. “Luke, I have to tell you something, I confronted Laurel and it was horrible and I can’t believe some of the stuff we said to each other, we have never fought like that before” I say. I feel myself choke out the last words, and though I owe not to before I left I feel hot tears streaming down my cheeks. God what must he think of me I think. But he surprises me by looking at me with wide concerned, eyes and putting a steady arm around me. I lean into him and we sit there for a while and I can’t believe this is really happening. “You look beautiful” he says quietly. “You do too” I say, and then blush when i realise what I have just said. “I mea-“ and then we both laugh almost hysterically at who knows what. Out of the corner of my eye I think I see a glimpse of Laurel’s black hair, but when I blink its gone again, I must have imagined it.

An hour of talking laughing and crying later, Luke offers to drive me home and I shyly agree my hear pounding. When we begin to make our way down the street he decides to take a shortcut through the woods, at least I think it’s a shortcut because we soon realise there is a long stretch of traffic ahead of us. We sit in silence waiting for the cars to start moving again, I see flashing sirens up ahead, and before I quite know why I am out of the car and running towards them. “Ashley! Where are you going!” Luke shouts, I ignore him and run blindly, as if invisible strings are pulling me towards the wailing sirens. I reach the front of the line and and a police officer tries to guide me away. Then I see it, in the murky depths of the water a white jeep lies battered and broken, Laurels jeep.

I fall to my knees and let out a scream that pierces the silence of the night. I scream and scream even when I feel a pair of strong hand on my shoulders and Luke saying “Oh God, Oh God.”Without knowing, I know even before I hear a police officer say “Poor kid, she probably knew the girl who died.” “No! No LAUREL!” I hear someone who sounds like me scream, but it can’t be me, how can I sound so hopeless, like a wild animal but judging from the looks I am receiving it is me.
“Laurel” I sob as the world around me goes black and I am drifting away.

Laurels POV:
Fire burns, the water gleams but I do not try to escape water surrounds me enveloping me in a tight hug, I embrace death. I see my father becoming ever clearer as I slip away. “My darling, you’ve been so brave” he says and reaches out his hand to me, I grab hold of it I will never let go again.

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