"Im marrying him Selena, what more do you want?" I shouted.
I could feel myself about to break down.
"I want my best friend, the Demi I know, who doesn’t push people away"

And with that she turned around and walked out of my room without looking back. Our friendship shattered; completely broken into pieces unable to be mended.
And recalling those simple words she had said, had hurt more than any physical or emotional pain I had ever experienced. And what had made it worse was that she was right. I had grown so attached to Cody, that when he died, I just completely lost myself. And those who had tried to help me, the ones who cared about me, like Selena and my mom; I had pushed them away.

I heard someone stop at the doorway of my room and I looked up to see my mother.

“If I didn’t arrange you and Cody, none of this would happen. I’m really sorry for the mess I’ve made, Demi,” she said and left before I could reply.

She was wrong.
I had made the mess of my life, and now looking at the result, nothing could be fixed.

…………………………………..


Everything around me was pitch black except for a light that seemed to be coming closer every second at the end of a tunnel. It was pulling me towards it and I began walking. As it reached about a three miles of me, I heard the horn of a train and horror made me freeze staring in the blinding light. I knew that this was now the end of me. No more guilt, no more pain, no more lif-
A force collided with my side causing me to fall out of the track of the train, and when I had looked up, a dark figure took my spot. Before I could do anything, the train had run over and I whipped my head away looking at the ground.
I got up and unsteadily walked over to the still body laying in the track. I was scared, hoping that this person would survive even though it seemed unbelievable. Please God, please, I prayed as I got down and checked the pulse.
“Demi?” I heard an unstable voice say from the body.
My eyes started to water as I recognized the voice.
“Selena! Why did y-”
“I’m sorry”
“It’s not your fault. Please stay with me” I said flinging her right arm over my shoulder and lifting her body up.
I then tried to make quick steps out of here.
“Demi” I heard her voice breaking.
‘Se-”
I could hear her breathing becoming harsh and I knew she was struggling to say something more.
“It’s your life, live it”
Her hand then slid from around my neck and I heard her drop possibly dead to the floor. I reached out to her but I felt a hand on my shoulder.


so i have 2 more jemi stories working on, should i upload them?