Harry Styles
June 11, 2014

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It wasn’t supposed to be this way. I could have stopped this, but for some reason it happened and there is no way in this messed up world to fix it. ’ Maybe the death of Tanner Mcman was supposed to happen’ was what all the people said to try to comfort the ones mourning over his passing.

Don’t you dare tell me it was a ‘good thing’ because you know deep down in you lies it wasn’t. How could someone dying be a good thing? I don’t understand…

I always thought back to that gloomy night, what would have happened if he drove and not me? What would have happened if I just listened to Tanner when he said it wasn’t a good idea? What would have happened if he didn’t go at all? These questioned always ran through my mind like little ones at the park. They haunted me ever night as I tossed and turned knowing I could have done something different to save my best friend, but I did nothing…

I did nothing…

As I sit by his grave on the soft green grass gazing at the bright flowers spread across the place I wondered… Why does everything look so alive when most of the people here are dead?

As the soft chirping and the occasional cars racing though the streets going 30mph I closed my eyes and listened. I pretend this didn’t happen; Right now I’m picturing a wide open field where nothing bad can happen. But bad things and good things will always happen in life, so never stress over something you can’t control. For all you know this could be a good thing… like they say.

As the leaves are green this June I hear footsteps crushing grass beneath them as they creep closer to me, they begin to slow down with each step before I turn around and see blonde hair that swooped in front of her face perfectly, a little too perfectly. “Hey, Harry.” Sophia uttered with an obvious fake smile. Sophia was acting like we were friends as she sat down on the grass beside me and stared at the grave as she placed her head on my shoulder.

I sat stiff, not wanting to acknowledge her what so ever, it infuriated me how around school she would say it was my fault that Tanner and face me and tell me she never said those disgusting things. I sat quietly, gazing at the tombstone that reviled the words I never wanted to see. “How are you taking it?” Sophia spoke up; trying to spark up a conversation I don’t want.

I didn’t reply, why should I? Is it a rule? To always reply to Sophia when she questions you on something? “Harry... I’m just trying to-“

“Break me and Delilah up?” I mumbled, cutting her off.

A confused look spread across her face before she opened her mouth to reply “I would never.”

“Does everything that comes out of your mouth have to be a lie?!” I finally snapped at her, but keeping my voice a bit down for the other people visiting there passed away loved ones. I have respect for people, unlike someone.

“What are you talking about, Harry?” She questioned.

“I don’t ever want to hear you say my name again. Especially when you say it’s my fault my friend died. Don’t you dare Sophia, and I’m not oblivious to when you told Delilah I slept with you. You’re pathetic.”

“I’m sorry; I didn’t know what I was saying I just had so many mixed emotions because if you haven’t quiet noticed yet I lost a boyfriend.”

“Oh boohoo Sophia. Right now I have no sympathy for you so just stop trying” I said before I elevated myself off the soft grass and pulled my car keys out of my back pocket.

“Where are you going?” Sophia uttered as she begun to play with the flowers that lay beside her.

“Why does it matter?” I said looking down at my tatted old converse.

Sophia jut gave me a small shrug before I started walking away. As I walked way I could hear the soft muffled sobs escape Sophia’s lips. Was I proud of making her cry? No. Was I proud of myself for saying what needed to be said? Yes.

Death doesn’t scare me like most people, a life without Tanner does. Who can I go to now? To talk about sports or who has my back if I try to hit on someone’s girlfriend again? As my feet press against the cobblestone drive way before reaching my car I notice a couple of kids pull up from my school with flowers in their hand. It makes me cringe. They didn’t even know Tanner; they would pass us in the hallways and give us cold stares if we start to act up in class. No one cares If you're sad or happy. They only care when you’re dead. Because once you’re buried in the ground, they start to care now.



Officer Patterson
June 26, 2014

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I stood like a statue as they brought the dead bodies out one by one. They laid them onto black plastic body bags before someone zips them shut.

“How many more” I question seeming like as each one that comes out is going to be the last one, But I’m continuously proven wrong by the next one appearing though the double doors.

“They are finding more and more as we speak.” An officer says as he stands and watches beside me. The look on his face gave off disgust as he opened his mouth to speak again. “It’s sick.” He spat out.

My attention was quickly pulled from the mans expression by someone calling out my name. “Patterson!” I quickly jogged over to them to see what the desired “Yes, sir?” I asked when I reached them, slowing down until I stopped in front of them.

Officer Reeh had his hands on his hips before whipping his forehead with his sleeve. “these bodies” he muttered before taking a quick pause “ They’re are coming out too fast for us the zip them up on time, can you finish zipping that one up?” He asked of me.

Today I didn’t imagine myself zipping up a body bag, but being on officer uprising things happen often. “yeah, of course, Sir” I responded with a quick nod before walking over to the bag he ordered me to finish zipping, the shoes were the only things showing. I marked tatted up convers inside before I zipped it shut.

Notes

wow wow wow, stop freaking out. ANYONE could have convers on as well. calm. breathe breatheeee holy shit two months! i havent updated in two months. Well good thing im updating now. i just have been so busy lately im sorry and now school is starting ugh fewifnewif anywho that was short i know but the next one will be longer and please dont cry. I love you guys x thank you for 200 subs and 150 votes! can we reach more? i think so! and im posting a new story called cellar door TOMORROW! so watch out for that! I love you guys x youre the best PLEASE COMMENT x bye guys x stay amazing x