Famous Last Words by Leanne Yerdon (inspirational novels txt) 📕

I had been with holding every tear. It all came out now. He held me against his chest. My head against his shoulder. My light crying turning into heavy sobs. He pulled his fingers through my hair and kissed my head.

"It'll be okay sis..You can find someone so much better...You deserve so much better. You'll get through this." He mumbled. I shook my head.

"He was everything to me. You don't understand that." I sobbed against his shoulder. He said nothing. I cried for I don't know how long,but my body had no more water to use for tears. I pulled away from him, sniveling every five seconds. He then got up from the bed and walked over to the mini fridge in the corner of his room against the wall underneath the window. It opened, the white light gleaming. He grabbed one of the many monsters from his fridge and tossed it over to me. I caught it and smiled.

"Thanks." I said. He nodded and grabbed one for himself. The sppzzz sound filling the room as we both opened our drinks. I pulled mine to my lips. The fizzing liquid hitting my tongue and running down my throat. I heard the fridge close. I pulled the drink away from my lips then looked over at Bryce. He stood beside his fridge and in front of his dresser. His drink in hand and his eyes on the floor. I cocked an eyebrow.

"What is it?" I asked curiosly and looked at the floor where he was observing so intensly.Nothing there.. I waited till he breathed out slowly and actually showed movement. He laid his can on the top of the fridge and turned to his dresser, pulling out the first drewer. He pulled up some boxers and socks and then pulled out a green tin. I cocked an eyebrow.

"What's that?" I asked. He shook his head and pulled his finger to his lips in a shush movement. I nodded and did as he said. He plopped back onto the bed and laid the tin in between us as he sat across from me. He then reached his arm behind me towards the dresser and grabbed his chain with all his keys on it. He picked through them then pulled out a tiny key. I cocked an eyebrow in amusement as he turned the key in the lock. Click is all that you could hear. He then opened it and pushed the tin over to me.

"If I can get through that..You can deffinantly get through this.."He mumbled.

I peaked into the tin. A pile of photos and at the bottom a printed off newspaper clipping I was guessing. I pulled the photos out into my hands. They were all of Bryce and..Clarice. Clarice was so beautiful. She was tall and slim. Her strawberry red hair going down to her hips,her light green eyes,pale face, and perfect looks in general. I smiled as I looked through them. In every picture Bryce and Clarice looked so happy..So in love. They were so perfect for each other. I looked through each picture then stopped at one.

In the picture it was raining. Clarice had her dark purple plaid sweatshirt with the hood up, Bryce with his black hoodie on and the hood up as well. Clarice was smiling wide and Bryce was kissing her cheek. You could feel the warmth and happiness from the photo. You could feel the love from them. It was just so perfect. I could do nothing but envy them in this picture. I then laid the photos back down in the tin gently. I tilted my head then slid my fingers over the photos to the newspaper clipping on the bottom of the tin. I then pulled it up out of the tin. I froze. It was the headline of Clarice's death.

Clarice Amelia Rosse died yesterday. Her parents finding her body the morning before. Clarice was known for her talents. Her being first in All County Competitions and even leading rolls in numbers of plays since 5. Her grades even showed her importance in this world. All straight A's. She was beautiful and young dying at the age of 17 in the eleventh grade. She was new to our town and would have left an amazing impact on all of us by the end of the year. She was beautiful and talented a true role model to others. She will be greatly missed.

I looked at the picture they had chosen for her. It was when she was at our school and she had been Cinderella. She was in a blue gown with her leg kicked up and a glass slipper on her foot. What was so ironic about the picture was that Bryce was in it. He had his arms around her waist and kissing her cheek. A prince outfit on his body. I remembered that play it was from when they were in 9th grade. It was the most perfect picture. It showed how happy and perfect Clarice really was. And it showed the one person that completed her...My brother. They had been dating forever. I really couldn't think of a time when they weren't together. They were soul mates. They had started dating in kindergarten. It really couldn't be called dating but they were always together. They started really dating in 7th and it went on from there. My brother was right for once.

He had lost the girl of his dreams and more. She made his life. She kept him to the ground. She was his everything and the amount of love that he had for her wasn't even enough to keep her in this world. I pulled the picture I had been eying forever. I hadn't seen Bryce happy like this in forever. And Clarice's death didn't only effect him. It effected me too. She was like the sister I never had and Bryce had all the pictures of me and her but I didn't want them. They were Bryce's memories that he needed to keep her alive in his heart and mind. I held the photo in my fingers and looked over at Bryce. A new cigarette in his mouth, his arms on his knees. His eyes and mind out in space. I shut the tin and slid it over to him.

"Can I keep this one..?" I asked lightly. If he said no it would most likely make me mad but I wasn't going to steal something from him. He blinked coming back to earth. His eyes looked over at the picture in my hands and a smile rose across his lips.

"I remember when we took that.. It was pouring and you and me were going over to her house after school because mom and dad were on vacation again. But you were in soccer practice and we weren't about to leave you so we waited and she pulled out her camera and took a bunch of pictures..That ones my favorite to.." He mumbled, the smile still on his lips. My mouth opened a little.

"Oh I'm sorry." I said defensively and went to grab the tin again to return the picture. When Bryce's hand met mine. I looked up at him. He chuckled.

"You can have it..Just why do you want it?" He asked as he took the tin back and locked it and got off the bed returning it to its place in his drawer. I sighed and ran my fingers over the faces in the picture.

"I just...I haven't seen you happy like this in a long time..And I'm not blaming you I'm just saying..I just miss it and this will remind me of it until your ready to be that happy again." I said. My brother had been through so much and I was dying inside just from this. He got all the strength and I got nothing. Bryce nodded and pulled me up off of the bed and into his arms. He hugged me tightly.

"I'm always going to be here for you..Because I've been through a lot and the happiness is still here. It's just not at the full level and it will someday and it will be the same for you. I don't want you getting all upset over some dick that is insecure,and has no respect for a beautiful and kind girl like you." He said kissing my head. I felt the tears rising back up. I scrunched my eyes,closing them hard as I refused to cry again in front of him.

"I love you.." I mumbled against his chest. Bryce chuckled.

"You should get to bed. I haven't heard you say that since you were five." Bryce joked messing with my hair. I giggled lightly, pulling away.

"Bull shit." I said laughing. Bryce chuckled.

"I love you to sis. Now go get some sleep so you'll get up tomorrow." I sighed and nodded.

"Wait, where's mom and dad?" I questioned. Bryce rolled his eyes angrily.

"Vacation." He said simply. I crossed my eyes and groaned.

"What asses. God there the worst. There never here. Ugh...but I'm going to bed. Night." I said simply and walked out to the hall and down to my room. I quietly walked into my room. I then noticed the light on the stand beside my bed was on and the tv was off. Mason was awake and reading my Umbrella Academy comic book. I smirked and shut my door and walked over to my bed. Mason put the book down and cuddled me, turning off the light.

"You going to be okay?" He asked. I groaned internally. I don't know why but when someone asks you that and hugs you it just makes you want to cry even more. I felt the tears creep back up to my eyes.

"No..." I said, my voice cracking. He sighed and kissed my head.

"I'll fix it..I promise." I scoffed.

"You can't fix it. No one can.." I said sadly. He sighed and hugged me tighter. My eyes starting to droop.

"You never know when that no one can turn into someone.." He said against my head. Then everything went black

Catch Me..

"Before I Fall Too Fast,Kiss Me Quick,But Make It Last,So I Can See How Badly This Will Hurt Me,When You Say Good Bye,Keep It Sweet,Keep It Slow,Let The Future Pass,And Don't Let Go,But Tonight I Could Fall To Soon Under This Beautiful Moonlight,But You're So Hypnotizing,You Got Me Laughing While I Sing,You Got Me Smiling In My Sleep,And I Can See This Unraveling,And Your Love Is Where Im Falling,But Please Don't Catch Me"

Catch Me- Demi Lovato


Chapter 6-Catch Me

I tied the laces of my converse. I didn't want to go to school. I didn't want to face all the people that were most likely going to laugh in my face. And then there's the others that are going to complicate my life by hugging me and