A/N: I do not own Bridge to Terabithia or any of it's characters.
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Jesse stepped solemnly off the bus. The last three months had been miserable without her. He couldn't even think her name let alone speak it. He hadn't even gone to Terabithia, his place of comfort and consolation. His family was different too, they didn't argue as much, his father was less harsh on him and his mother didn't tell him every 20 minutes to do his chores. It was as if when she died, she took the happiness away from all of them, but then again, they weren't her best friend.
Jess made his way upstairs to do his homework. As he passed Brenda's room, she stuck her tongue out at him, he replied with a glare. He pulled out his math and began working. Lately Monster-mouth Myers hadn't issued much work, he wondered if it was because of Leslie. Leslie, that was the first time he had thought of her since she died. The memories of their time together flooded back into his mind. His face burned hot with anger, or was it sorrow? He couldn't tell. Tears rolled down his face as he tried to bring his concentration back to his work, he couldn't get himself to do it.
He remembered the day the rope broke, when she fell in. He took off down the stream to catch her. C'mon Jess you have to get her! He thought as he jumped into the water and pulled her sopping wet body out of the water. Jess had no sooner picked her up when an EMT took her to perform CPR. He watched them disappear into the distance. Jess finished his last problem and put on his shoes.
He flew down the small wooded trail, past the rusted car, to the tree house where they took refuge. Then he dropped to his knees, crying as he said to the trees, "Please, Leslie come back. Please. I miss you, I miss you so much." He laid down on the forest floor and cried himself to sleep.
Jesse awoke on his bed, which surprised him. He didn't remember how he got back into his room. He trudged downstairs to get something to eat. "Mom, Dad, May Belle? Anybody?" No one answered. He stepped into the kitchen and found a note on the table. Jess was written on it in an eerily familiar handwriting. He opened it, the note read: Hi, Jess how are things going? Been to Terabithia lately? His face went pale. I have, it's quiet without you. It feels empty without you. It's not a kingdom without a king. I want you to come meet me in the tree house at 5:00, ok?
Love,
Leslie
