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I wrote this story, my first novel, when I was only sixteen years old. I was going through a very difficult and confusing time in my life and I used writing as my coping skill. I missed my father to death after he passed away and writing this story helped me escape the pain I was feeling, and it gave me hope. I know there are tons of errors and it can be boring at parts. I know there's spelling/grammar mistakes. I know the plot might have parts where it seems a bit off, but I was young! This was my first novel ever published and even though I believe it's quite a mess, it's just a first draft. I eventually plan on getting a real editor and before that I'm going to re-write this to make it better. I know it can be so amazing once I sit down and get the chance to fix it, especially now that I'm mature and much more experienced. I hope you still enjoy reading this and thank you so much for your support, comments, and votes. This book will forever be my baby. <3 :')
~Preview~
"Alex."
I finally spoke up ending the silence between the two of us, slowly turning my head and gazing at his handsome face that I adore more than anything else in this world. Everything about this moment is romantic and beautiful, lying side by side under the dark starry sky, although I can't help but realize that this moment isn't as wonderful as I'm making it out to be. The truth of the matter is that everything is far from perfect.
"Yeah, Rosie?" He answered, barely any sound to his voice as he gazed up at the night sky.
"Can I ask you a question?" I nervously swallowed, as my heart pounded wildly in my chest.
Right after I said this he let out a small deep breath, "Yes."
Without thinking it through I sat up, my entire body beginning to shake with fear, and I tried to make myself gather the strength to ask him the one question I've been wanting to ask him ever since the day I found out about his life threatening illness. I just couldn't hold it back from him anymore. I told him everything and anything, no matter what it was about, so I took a deep breath and finally let it out.
"Are you scared?"
When those words left my mouth, Alexander turned his head and looked right at me, staring endlessly into my eyes with nothing but sincerity. He remained completely quiet as he pushed himself up from the cold ground, his lips slightly parted before he spoke.
"What?" He whispered, his eyes narrowing and becoming glossy in the moonlight.
"Are you scared?"
Alex inhaled a sharp breath and managed to mutter to me, "Scared of what?"
And just like that, without the slightest bit of hesitation. . . I said it. "Dying."
He looked terrified at this point, absolutely frightened by what I was asking him and I couldn't believe it. I've been so used to seeing him as the strong one in our relationship, except for this one moment when he seemed like he was going to break... And it killed me and tore at my heart.
"Yes." He admitted the truth and in return I couldn't hold back the tears that flooded my eyes. Suddenly he lifted up my chin with the tip of his finger so our eyes were locked in a powerful and emotional stare. "I am scared of dying, Rosie, but not of death itself. I'm terrified for another reason. Do you want to know why I'm scared?"
"Yes," I whispered, my heart pounding as a single tear rolled down my cheek. "Why?"
And ever so quietly he replied, "Because you won't be"Alex."
I finally spoke up, ending the utter silence between the two of us. I turned my head and my eyes locked on his handsome face that I adored more than anything else in this world. Everything about this moment was romantic and beautiful, so serene, lying side by side under the dark starry sky, although I couldn't help but realize that this moment wasn't as wonderful as I was making it out to be. The truth of the matter is that everything is far from perfect. My charming boyfriend, the love of my life, happens to be staring death straight in the eyes. And the most hurtful fact is that there's nothing I can do about it.
"Yeah, Rosie?" He answered, barely any sound to his voice as he gazed up at the night sky.
"Can I ask you a question?" I nervously swallowed.
Right after I said this he let out a small deep breath, "Of course you can."
Without thinking it through I sat up, my entire body beginning to shake with fear, and I tried to make myself gather the strength to ask him the one question I've been wanting to ask him ever since the day I found out about his illness - his life threatening illness that I wish never even existed. I didn't want to ask him this, I just couldn't hold it back from him anymore. I told him everything and anything, no matter what it was, so I took a deep breath and finally gave in.
"Are you scared?"
When those words left my mouth, Alexander turned his head and looked right at me, staring endlessly into my eyes with nothing but sincerity. Those eyes were the most gorgeous sight in the whole universe, such a light color blue that they matched the color of the magnificent ocean water in Hawaii, or the clear sky on a cloudless day. My most favorite feature of his. He remained completely quiet as he pushed himself up from the ground, his lips slightly parted, like he was simply in disbelief.
"What?" He whispered, his eyes narrowing and becoming glossy in the moonlight.
"Alex," I croaked, deeply sighing. "Are you scared?"
He inhaled a sharp breath and managed to ask, "Scared of what?"
And just like that, without the slightest bit of hesitation. . . I said it. "Dying."
He looked terrified at this point, absolutely astounded by what I was asking him and I couldn't believe it. I've been so used to seeing him as the strong one in our relationship, the one who always found the best in everything that came our way, except for this one precious moment where he seemed like he was going to break at any given second... And it tore at my heart.
"Yes." He admitted the truth and in return I couldn't hold back the tears that flooded my eyes. It's safe to say that it wasn't the response I was hoping for. Suddenly without any warning he lifted up my chin with the tip of his finger, our eyes locked in a powerful and emotional staredown that I couldn't pull myself away from. "I am scared of dying, Rosie, but not only of death itself. I'm terrified for another reason. Do you want to know why I'm scared?"
"Yes." I whispered, my heart pounding as a single tear fell down my cheek. "Why?"
And ever so quietly he replied, "Because you won't be there."
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From The Start (1st Draft)
Teen Fiction(Editing and re-posting) After her parents get divorced, sixteen-year-old Rosalie moves to Massachusetts to live with her mom. It’s there she meets Alexander, a mysterious boy with a life-threatening secret, and falls head over heels for him, despit...
