Chapter 1: Will I ever see her again?
Flashback
"Bradin! What are you doing! Stop, stop!" Emily yelled at the top of her lungs as her best friend Bradin Westerly tickled her sensitive sides. They were in a grassy field in the middle of Kansas, and the two were having a great time together.
"I won't stop until you say uncle!" Bradin told Emily, tickling her even harder out of spite.
"Fine! I guess I'll have to MAKE you stop!" she yelled, and gently placed a butterfly kiss on his cheek. Bradin immediately stopped and lay his hand on the place where she had kissed him.
"What was that for?" he asked with affection and confusion in his voice.
"For being you, and besides, it got you to stop, didn't it!" she said, and pushed Bradin off of her. The two lay side by side in the grass, looking up at the vast blue abyss that they called the sky for the remainder of their time outdoors that day.
end flashback
Bradin Westerly began removing his button up shirt, careful not to disturb anyone's sleep. He had just gotten in from a bit of late-night-partying at a neighbor's house. Normally, he wouldn't be out this late, (which, in this case, was one o'clock AM), because he would be at his out, making out with some random girl. Bradin had some sort of a reputation as a ladies man, and was under all circumstances proud of that reputation. Bradin was about five foot and ten inches, with sandy blonde surfer hair, and spring green eyes. Just about every girl in Playa Linda wanted him, but only because of his label as a bad boy. To tell the truth, he was a bad boy. He had some problems with drugs, some problems with going a little far with girls, and sometimes he was just a little overaggressive to be fair and truthful.
By the time Bradin had placed himself comfortably in his bed, it was almost one thirty five AM. After a while, he began to think about Kansas and all of his friends there. He missed his best friend, Emily, who he had practically known since birth. His parents were killed in a flood, and he was forced to move away from Emily, who he adored, and deep down, had strong feelings for. They had been through so much together. Then he began to reminisce.
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"Is she okay!" Bradin asked, frantically looking around the emergency room.
"We- We don't know…" Laurie, Emily's mother told him, and put her face into her hands, crying silently. Now tears began to flow freely down Bradin's pale, disbelieving face.
"Oh God… Please let her be okay! PLEASE!" Bradin yelled, and beat his fist down onto a table in the waiting room of the hospital.
end of flashback
That was the car wreck that kept Bradin at the hospital for two straight weeks with his best friend. She made it through the accident with a broken leg and some minor reconstructive surgery on her knee. He clearly remembered a bit of trouble that SHE had to help HIM through…
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"Bradin? Bradin!" Emily yelled as she walked through the woods, frantically and frenziedly searching for her best friend. He had run away from home earlier following an argument he had had with his parents.
"BRADIN! BRADIN!" she yelled, running through the rain that was soaking her body and causing her to shiver.
"PLEASE! BRADIN! PLEASE! Where ARE y-you!" she yelled, and began to cry.
Her best friend was no where to be found. She dropped to her knees and began to pray:
"Please let Bradin be all right! Please, Lord, please! He is everything to me, and if I ever lost him, I would have no reason whatsoever to exist. Please, just please let him be okay. You've given me a lot, and I would give all of that away for him to be okay… Please God… Please!" she yelled, and then the thunder crashed. She felt rain beating harder and harder on her back, but she didn't care. All she could feel was the numbness of the cold and the pain that filled her body.
After what seemed like forever, (but was actually four minutes) she felt someone touch her shoulder. She turned around to a very emotionally charged Bradin. He was crying, and somehow, through all of the rain and darkness that engulfed them, she could see a small smile playing on Bradin's handsome features.
"What are you so smiley about!" she yelled over the loud rain and thunder that clashed above and around them.
"I heard what you said, and it made me come back to hear you say that you cared about me like that. I never knew that someone actually cared that much!" he yelled, and then embraced her cold, wet body in a hug, and rubbed her hair from top to bottom.
end flashback
Bradin could remember every detail of his best friend, from what she smelled like, to how she wrote, even how she bit her lip when she was concentrating really hard on doing something.
After a small while, Bradin couldn't help but wonder if he would ever see his best friend again.
Well, what do you guys think? R & R, please! This is my first story ever, so please give me constructive criticism! Thanks!
LC