Chapter 4: The Necklace
Jackie
checked herself into the one, and only motel there was in Point
Place. She sat in the room, just thinking. She heard that the funeral
was tomorrow. She was so scared to go to the basement, but she knew
she had to go, weather she liked it or not.
She slowly walked
down the stairs to the outside basement door. She stood there for a
second wondering if she should turn around and go home. But it was
too late. She was here and she had to do this. She put her hand on
the doorknob, turned it and walked in. She was a bit relieved that no
one was there yet. She slowly walked in and shut the door behind her.
She looked around and everything came flooding back to her. All the
memories, her and the gang, her and Steven. Then she remembered the
last time that she was ever in the basement, and silent tears began
to roll down her cheeks. She walked back to Steven's old room, and
cautiously opened the door. The room was a little bit bare, she
realized that he had moved out. Few things remained. His cot, a
poster or two on the wall, just little things that he probably left.
Then she saw it. The picture of her on his nightstand next to his
bed, and the necklace that she threw the last time she saw him was
hanging on the frame. She couldn't believe it. Had he left it here?
She walked over and sat on the bed. She reached over and grabbed the
necklace. She held it in her tiny hands and remembered how her and
Steven used to be. Sure they fought, but what couple didn't. They
were never serious about the things they said to each other in
fights. They were happy most of the time. She remembered how he
always had that sly grin on his face whenever he was being a
smart-ass. Tears still rolling down her face, that she refused to
wipe away. She wasn't ashamed of how she felt. It had been two
years and she still couldn't get over it, she couldn't get over
him. What they had, it was real. They both knew, even though he would
never admit it, they had been happy together. She got up off the bed
and walked back to her hotel. She needed to think about what was
going to happen tomorrow when she saw everyone. She took a shower,
got her nightgown on got into bed. As she was lying there, she
couldn't help but fiddle with the necklace that she was wearing
around her neck. Oh yeah, tomorrow was going to be interesting.
TBC
I know, I know! It's really short. I'm just trying to figure out how I'm gonna write this, give it time!
