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!