I ran and ran and ran until it felt like my lungs would burst.
It couldn't be true. It just couldn't be.
Finally, when I reached the beach I collapsed on the cool, pale coloured sand and sobbed until it felt like my heart would break.
I could still see him in my mind. Floppy brown hair. Cheeky, sparkling eyes. Cute signature NYY hat.
The sand clung to my Alice+Olivia turquoise ruffle dress, and I hated that I was wearing such a glam outfit when I heard the news.
I looked up, tears still streaming down my cheeks and read the signpost. I had no clue where the hell I was.
I automatically reached for my cell phone but remembered I had left it on the snacks table at Dylan's New Year's party.
I was having such a blast. A great song was on and everyone was dancing when suddenly the music stopped and Dylan's mom entered the room. Then...then she said the news and...
I couldn't take it. I couldn't think about it. It was too painful. Just thinking that he was gone and never coming back hurt in places I never knew existed inside of me.
What made it worse was the last time I saw him, I was making out with his best friend.
His face looked so hurt.
So disappointed.
So...sad.