Untitled (cont.) by Stephanie Sagredo

Never did he think she would take it so harshly. Alice was a wonderful wife. She was beautiful like the sky. Her hair was light brown, hazel eyes, fair skin. She was just gorgeous. Josh knew he had scored with her. He didn't value her enough though. Now, it was too late. Alice was gone. This time she wasn't coming back.     Never did i have a friend like Alice. And to think that i betrayed her. I thought about her everyday. Prayed for her constantly. I never got to say thank you, I'm sorry, good bye, nothing. That's what killed me. Never saw her glowing skin; her radiant smile. She lit up a room every time she came in/ I missed her like I've never missed anyone before. Alice in wonderland, my Alice. She was the best friend I ever had. She was like my sister. She cared so much for me. More than Josh did. She would often say     "You're like the little sister I never had. I wish you weren't this sick. We would go so many places. We would travel the world. Beginning with Spain." and she would smile and sigh.     And that's why I'm here, in Spain. For my sister, Alice. I forgot about France. I went there first, but things didn't feel right. I felt empty. I met Yvette in France, though. She looked like Alice. Except Yvette was tan, black haired, and brown eyed. Other than that they were almost identical. Yvette was amazing. She was so strong. Her mother had past away a couple of months ago. Sh had cancer.     I didn't understand how she kept it all together.     "She's my strength. I live for her. The life she couldn't finish, I'm finishing for her." Yvette said with tears falling from her face.     All I could do was hug her. I couldn't let go. I didn't want to. She made me feel so good. Safe. Yvette reminded me so much of Alice physically. I just couldn't stop looking at her.     We would talk everyday. One day she finally told me why she was in France.     "My mom wanted to travel the world with me. But she was too sick, so she couldn't. I promised her I would travel for her. She wanted me to go to Spain. But going to France was faster and cheaper. I waited for the plane in Toronto about six months ago after my mom, you know? I got on the plane, and well now I'm here. France just doesn't feel right though. I'll be going to Spain in another six months. What about you?" she said hoping to hear a less sad explanation that hers. But it wasn't. Mine was just as bad. She was surprised as to hear why I was there.     The strange thing was that, we were both on that plane from Toronto to France, yet we didn't meet until that day.     We laughed things off and to both of our surprises neither of us had been to the Eiffel Tower since we got to France. So we went. I can;t remember how much we paid to for to the top, since it was at night. But she was worth all that money and more.     When we finally reached the top, all we could do was just aw at the scenery. We couldn't believe our eyes. We had missed out on this for six long painful months. But we were there, finally, and it was all perfect and beautiful.     I found myself starring at her beautiful flawless skin lit by the tower. Yvette and I began gravitating towards each other. We kissed. I melted at her feet. This was so perfect, yet so wrong. Alice would be disappointed, and so would her mom. I stopped. I didn't want things to get worse. Yvette just looked me in the eye and said     "I've never felt like this before. You're the only girl I've liked like this. I can't do this. I don't know if it's right. Well i know it's not right. My mom wouldn't like this. Plus, we can never be. But I just, ugh. I'm sorry."     TO BE CONTINUED.....