Throughout the time Jonathan and I were dating, we sure had fun times together. We would get drunk together, have sex, and tell each other everything. It was probably the best time of my life. Until one day... everything changed completely.
So, we were down at the bar one day. We were having a complete blast. Time passed by and I realized that it was getting really late so I had to go home.
"I'll drive ou home babe." Jonathan said.
"Are you sure? You're not in conditions for driving. Look at you! You're frieken wasted!"
"So what are you gonna do then? You're wasted too... do you just wanna walk home alone like that? And besides, im not that drunk, come on get in the car."
"Fine" I said, and so he drove me home. I swear, he was about to crash the damn thing right into my house. When he finally managed to stop it, I got off.
"Are you sure you can drive home like this? You were about to crash the car! If you want, I can sneak you in and you can sleep over. I have..."
"No no, I said I'm fine! Go inside already, It's getting cold."
"Ok, but be very careful, please."
"I will, I will... don't worry." And just like that, he sped off. I was so tired and felt like throwing up, so I went into bed and fell fast asleep.
I don't think it was even half an hour after I fell asleep that I got a phone call. I was very pissed off, wondering who the heck was calling me at 4 am. Still half asleep, I picked up the phone.
"Hello?" I said in a sleepy voice.
"Hello, is this Dahlia Hornfield?"
"Um, yes this is her. Who's this?"
"Hi and sorry to bother you ma'am but we are calling to inform you that Jonathan was involved in a very serious car accident just now."
As soon as I heard that, I felt like my heart completly skipped like 20 beats.
"Oh my god... is he... ok?" I said in a low, shaky voice.
"I'm afraid not ma'am. I'm sorry to tell you this but, Jonathan has passed away."
And so that was the beginning of my end.
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