Do you ever wonder what really makes you special in this world? What makes you more valuable than others? What keeps you from just blending into the gum infested pavement of everyday life? Well, at that moment, I would have gladly been invisible instead of facing the complicated issues of being important.
"Alex! please just....please don't make the wrong choice!" Justin's voice screamed at me. He was a few feet away, but it was like I wasn't even in my own body. Zach's voice yelled next, "Of course she won't make the wrong choice! She knows what to do you moron! Don't pressure her!" Two precious souls, both in which I held so dearly close to my heart. Both who had managed to play with my heart. And now I had to choose. The everlasting sound of the smoke crackling thick behind the three doors made it clear that I didn't have much time. But I couldn't bring myself to choose. Zach.....Justin...........or my father. Yes, the person behind the third door was my own flesh and blood whom I'd never met. He was also the one who wasn't saying a word in this time of dispair. I had to choose to end the life of one, I had never even known my father, how could I possibly be responsible for his death before even seeing him, if not just once. "ALEX, AHHHHHHHHH," a voice, I don't know whos screamed in pain. Obviously I had to hurry, before they were all burned to ashes. I closed my eyes, Justin was always pushing me in the right direction, making sure I never made a mistake, telling me how gorgeous I was, how important I am, always making sure I can depend on him. He was my steel concrete wall to lean back on when I needed advice, help, or answers. Then there was Zach, always laughing, playing with my hair, making me forget about the stress. Two boys, a sweet, loving, careful one, and a playful, goofy, strong one. And one of them had betrayed me.
But the question was, who?