"You know, It's been ages since we've hung out like this." I said, looking over at Rosie. She just stared at the sky, like in some kind of trance. She always loved stargazing. The night up above was just like her. Big and beautiful, yet there was so much mystery about it. It was pretty, it was scary. She was beautiful, she was scary. But she was still perfect.
"I feel like we don't do this enough." I smiled, looking back at the sky. She just laid there, looking peaceful.
"Hey," I said, pointing at the sky, "that's Orion, and the fishy thingys- um.. Pices!" I said, listing off the various consolations and pointing to them thoughtfully. "And um.. There's.. The lion.. Leo! And the dogs! And look- the bull! Taurus!" I smiled and looked over at her, and she sighed peacefully, her breath was like the cold wind.
"See? I told you I could learn them.. Eventually.." I laughed. She just continues staring peacefully at the starry night up above.
"Oh, I uh.. I got you this," I blushed, pulling out a single daffodil from my bag.
"Sorry it's only one, I saw it on the way over here and I.. I knew it was your favourite kind of flower so.." I set it down beside her and she stared at it, still blissful and content. I was silent for a moment, I didn't know what to say next.
"Do you want a drink?" I asked, pulling out two cans of Pepsi from my bag.
"Um. I know you prefer coke to Pepsi but.. You still might be thirsty." I put it by her hand, but she didn't react to it. She was just happily staring at the scenery.
"You know things are really different since.. Since you stopped going to school.. And stuff.. It sucks without you there. Everybody misses you. Even miss Grawlix- and she's awful." I picked up my can and opened it, and listened to the fizz of it for a second before drinking from it.
"It's not the same without you.." I frowned. I glanced over at her, but she wasn't paying me any attention.
"I miss you." I said, staring at the headstone. Everything got colder as soon as I looked at it, and I just stared at the dirt underneath it. I read the lines on the grave. the ones she had picked herself. "Here lies Rosie-Marie Ninnsteil.
Stardust to dirt- it's all the same. Our hearts all go to same ground."
I stood up and picked up my bag. "I need to go. Bye, I promise I'll come see you again, Rosie." I said, before heading off. I thought it started raining but it was just my eyes. I didn't want her to see me sad; that's not what she would want. The walk back home was lonely and cold, the stars don't shine like her anymore. The streets are empty. My eyes are empty. Everything- empty. The walk home is a blur until I pass the park where we used to have fun. I stop walking for a second. I stare at the park, before suddenly I'm in it. I don't know how I came face to face with a tree, but I did. There was a tall tree in front of me- the tallest in the park. The leaves were orange and brown, and they littered the entire park. The tree was always Rosie's favourite. She said it was her favourite because it reminded her of me. I don't know how she ever thought that, but she did. I looked down to the base of the tree, where I remembered another reason why it was her favourite Tree. There was a heart shape carved into it.
"Rosie + Bailey 4 life"
was written inside of it, and Rosie insisted on dotting our names with hearts. I smiled in memory of when we wrote that, but then I frowned. I don't know how long I stood staring at that tree, but it seemed like forever. I didn't want to stare at that tree. I didn't want to be in that park. It was a stupid place and it was a stupid tree. I left, and the rain started falling again. But it wasn't raining. I walked home looking at the ground. I didn't want to see anything. But I realised I was lost when I got the courage to look up again. I stood for a minute, underneath the halo of street lamps and stars. Rosie said I can depend on all the lights in the sky. I understood what she meant by that, but it wasn't true. The lights don't do anything. They just sit there, useless. I looked around for a street sign so I could find my way home. Niccal boulevard. Not that street. No. I don't want that. I looked up and saw the broken lights, and i listened to the empty roads. I wondered if the night was like this for her. That night. June 17th, 2014. I hate that night. It was a crappy night. I shook my head and crossed the road, on my way back home. I paused when I was half way through the road. Just for a second. Just to listen and see. Nothing. I almost sighed. But I didn't. I reached the pavement and sighed finally. This was a longer walk than I thought it would be. I looked up again. The lights where all back. Rosie said stars are like the street signs- they're there to show you the way. I smiled again. I always liked the way she thought, and I loved the things she said. Maybe they will show me the way. I started walking again. I just listened to my footsteps and I just concentrated on getting home. I Arrived at my gate seemingly right away. I walked up the cobblestone path and quietly opened the door. I looked around to see if anybody was downstairs. it didn't seem so. I crept upstairs and quietly snuck into my room, careful to not make much noise. I closed the door silently and walked over to my bed and sat down. I took off my bag and I shrugged off my hoodie, but I realised it wasn't my hoodie. It was Rosie's. It was pastel pink with white sleeves. It was covered in stains and it smelled like cut grass. It was her favourite hoodie, because she gave it to me. She said that it was only as important as I thought it was, and I thought it was the world. It still is. She still is. The world is gone. All I have are the stars. They're as close as I'll ever get to her again.