"Kiesha baby I'm home" Justin shouted, entering our house.
Too late.
As usual, he began to play music through the house. He checked the kitchen. A smile on his face, as he noticed the 3-course meal that was left for him. He saw the message that simply said 'enjoy'.
Remember.
He lifted the covers, smiling at his favourite all time meal.
"Damn, she never cooks something like this unless..." He raced up the stairs, stopping, taking his time to catch his breath.
He gazed at the bed, but there was no-one. He didn't bother to check the rest of the rooms. A feeling telling him she wasn't in the house. He noticed the towel and shoes on the patio outside. She wanted it in the open, he thought. He ran down the steps, skipping a couple.
Don't be mad.
He walked slowly outside, smoothing his hair. He licked his fore-finger and little finger and bought them to his face, and smoothed his eyebrows.
Here it comes.
He searched around him for his soon to be wife, until his deep blue eyes landed on something he wished he never would see.
He rushed to our beach. The sand flicking his eyes, making them water, not just from the pain.
"Kiesha!" he cried, jumping into the water.
"Kiesha, baby, please!" he begged over and over again as he tried to bring her back to life.ÊHe used the back of his hand to wipe away the tears from his eyes, his heart breaking down slowly. He could feel pain like no other as his mind, heart, body and soul lost its source of power.
"Kiesha, why did you do this?" her mother's words echoed around her in the white room.
"Mom, where are you?" I cried, reaching out.
"In your heart." she whispered, and that's when she reappeared.
"Mom!" I cried, tears springing down my face, as I hugged her tightly.
"Kiesha, how could you?" she said, her voice somehow harsh.
"It wasn't meant to hurt. He wasn't meant to try and be with me."
"Lucky his clown friend arrived."
"You've always been there, haven't you?"
"Always, but not recently. You weren't my daughter anymore."
"But mom, it was like you didn't listen, when I begged. I felt alone I couldn't hear your caring words."
"Kiesha, you are strong, and always have been. My words were guidelines. I gave you the love you have, and you turned from it, so I wasn't there."
"What happens?"
"You die." she answered, crying herself.
"Can't I go back? I'm sorry!" I whimpered, waning desperately to be with Justin.
"It's too late."
"Mom, I don't want to go so quickly."
"You should've thought of that, Kiesha." My moms words harsh, but true.
"Its okay Kiesha, I'm here." I held my mom's hand, and looked back to my darling Justin, and I couldn't. I couldn't go yet.
