Just an Accident 1

I sighed as I clicked and typed, clicked and typed. I knew drowning in sorrow wasn�t gonna help me, but it was worth a shot.
As I sat in my blue swivel chair, clicking away, I never knew the Internet to be such a boring place. Occasionally I�d talk to one of my friends, but they usually couldn�t stay long. And I had probably checked my mail 10 times in the last hour.
My mind kept drifting back to what happened�
BEGIN FLASHBACK
�So what did you wanna talk to me about?� I asked, sitting down next to him on a wooden park bench.
�Uh�� he started.
�What?� I asked nervously.
He took a breath. �Crys, I can�t see you anymore.�
�What?�
I felt the itching of tears coming at my eyes.
�I�m moving,� he said softly.
�Where?�
�I�m moving to Europe�� he whispered.
�No, you�re not,� I said bluntly, squeezing my eyes to keep the tears away.
�I�m sorry. I tried, I really did, but they said I had to go or I�d lose my job��
�Your job?� I exploded. �So you think your job is more important than me?�
�No! No! That�s not it at all. I just want to get some money, then I can fly back here to be with you.�
I looked over at him. His brown hair glinted in the soft light of the streetlight. His soft oak colored eyes were directed to the cement beneath our feet.
�Adam��
�What?�
�Please come back soon,� I whispered, letting tears fall from my eyes.
�You know I will,� he said, hugging me.
I hugged him tighter than anyone, ever. I took in everything. His scent, his voice, his touch. I also prayed that something would go wrong and he�d have to stay.
�I love you Crystal,� he said in my ear.
�I love you too Adam.�
END FLASHBACK
I bit my lip as my tears fell onto my clothes, staining them with little circles.
�God I miss him�
BEGIN FLASHBACK
I failed to stop the ocean of tears escaping my eyes as I watched him walk to the plane. He didn�t even turn around once.
That�s when I felt that I had lost him forever�
END FLASHBACK
Taking the sleeve of my shirt, I wiped the tears away hastily.
Crying won�t bring him back.
I returned my attention to the computer. A message was flashing.
(Note! I made the screen name up)
User JazzyMan88 has sent you a message.
Would you like to accept?
I was skeptical, but I clicked �yes�.
JazzyMan88: Hi
I typed back.
Chungie12388: Hi. Who is this?
JazzyMan88: My name is Josh. Yours?
Chungie12388: How�d you get this name?
JazzyMan88: I looked up my interests, and your name came up.
Chungie12388: Oh.
JazzyMan88: So what�s your name?
Chungie12388: It�s Crystal
JazzyMan88: Crystal�I like it
Chungie12388: Yeah. Thanks. Josh
JazzyMan88: So how are you today?
Chungie12388: Not bad. I don�t think. You?
JazzyMan88: Life�s hectic. I�m livin� with 4 other guys and they get on my nerves sometimes.
Chungie12388: I know whatcha mean
JazzyMan88: Really?
Chungie12388: Well, no, but I think I know what you mean.
JazzyMan88: lol. So what do you do?
Chungie12388: You mean as a job?
JazzyMan88: Yeah
Chungie12388: I work with a computer company
JazzyMan88: Cool.
Chungie12388: So what about you?
JazzyMan88: I work with music stuff
Chungie12388: Like what?
JazzyMan88: Like writing and stuff like that.
Chungie12388: Sounds cool
JazzyMan88: I guess. So where ya from?
Chungie12388: I live in Minnesota.
JazzyMan88: That�s cool. I live in Orlando
Chungie12388: I would love to live there
JazzyMan88: I would too
Chungie12388: What?
JazzyMan88: I�m barely ever there
Chungie12388: y?
JazzyMan88: I travel a lot
Chungie12388: Like to where?
JazzyMan88: Just about everywhere
Chungie12388: Even out of the country?
JazzyMan88: Yup. Everywhere
JazzyMan88: EXCEPT Antarctica
Chungie12388: lol
JazzyMan88: So what do u look like?
Chungie12388: Long black hair, brown eyes, 5�� 8�
JazzyMan88: What do u do 4 fun?
Chungie12388: I rollerblade, dance, stuff like that.
JazzyMan88: u dance?
Chungie12388: Yeah. I took dance lessons when I was about 6
JazzyMan88: Wow u must be good
Chungie12388: I guess. So what do u look like?
JazzyMan88: 5�� 10�, brown hair, blue eyes,
Chungie12388: And what do u do 4 fun?
JazzyMan88: I dance too
Chungie12388: Wow. Cool
JazzyMan88: So if u have black hair, r u Chinese?
Chungie12388: Yeah.
JazzyMan88: So u must eat Chinese food 2, huh?
Chungie12388: Yeah. I�m surprised I haven�t gotten sick of it yet. It�s a favorite
JazzyMan88: Mine 2
Chungie12388: u really looked me ^, didn�t u?
JazzyMan88: lol. No. All I really did was look up music and stuff
Chungie12388: Well, u must like music if u work in the music business
JazzyMan88: It�s my life!
Chungie12388: Really?
JazzyMan88: Yeah
Chungie12388: Ever thought about being a singer or something?
JazzyMan88: Uh yeah I guess.
Chungie12388: I would love to be a singer
JazzyMan88: Really?
Chungie12388: A secret dream I guess
JazzyMan88: Well it ain�t so secret anymore
Chungie12388: lol
JazzyMan88: So what�s life like?
We talked for about 2 hours. About nothing, yet everything. The conversation seemed to flow naturally. I knew about all those Internet stalkers and dangerous stuff and things, and yet I trusted Josh. He seemed so nice and thoughtful. Not to mention we had so much in common. Except for the fact that he loved sports, we were pretty much alike.
JazzyMan88: Hey I gotta go. But tell ya what, I�ll talk to u tonight?
Chungie12388: Yeah sure. What time?
JazzyMan88: Lemme think�if I�m in New York, then what time would it be over there?
Chungie12388: One hour before
JazzyMan88: Oh yeah. I�ll talk to ya about 9 over there k?
Chungie12388: Ok.
JazzyMan88: And 1 more thing.
Chungie12388: Yeah?
JazzyMan88: u�re a really nice person. Really cool
Chungie12388: Thanx a lot. u�re a really cool person too. I can�t wait till tonight
JazzyMan88: Me neither. Well, cya
Chungie12388: Cya
JazzyMan88 signed off at 2:34 pm
I sighed as I closed the dialog box. He was so nice. So sweet. I wished I knew what he actually looked like. I logged off and shut down my Compaq computer. Slowly I picked myself up off my chair. I had been sitting down for so long my butt was numb. I picked out an outfit and stepped into the bathroom to take a much-needed shower.
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I stepped up to the door and rang the doorbell.
The blue door opened and inside was a woman. She was an inch or two taller than me; she had wavy blonde-brown hair, blue eyes, and a great personality.
�Hey Gen,� I greeted, stepping inside her 1-story house.
�Hey Crys.�
�So how are you doing this lovely day?� I asked, sitting down on her green plush couch.
�What�s up with you?� she asked, giving me a look.
�What are you talking about, what�s up with me?�
�You�re so cheery today. I thought Adam broke up with you.�
�Oh yeah. That. I decided not to dwell on it and live my life.�
�Uh huh. So why are you so happy?�
�Am I supposed to be miserable?� I shot back defiantly.
�You�re usually not this happy,� she explained.
�Oh.�
�So why are you so happy?� she repeated.
�Well, I was on the Internet-�
�So that�s why! I was trying to get a hold of you!�
�Sh! You wanna know? Then shut up.�
She did so.
�Well, anyway, some guys IM�s me and we started talking.�
�And that�s it?� she asked.
�Well, yeah.�
�It must�ve been some guy.�
�Whaddaya mean?� I questioned.
�You don�t usually just talk to some stranger on the Internet and like him just like that,� she snapped her fingers.
�He�s not a stranger! His name is Josh.�
�How do you know he�s not trying to kidnap you?�
�I know he won�t. He�s too sweet.�
�Wouldn�t that be just a plan to make you feel safe?�
�Uh, no! He�d never do that!�
�What makes you think that?� she said, crossing her arms.
I jumped to my feet. �I know he wouldn�t!�
�I�m just trying to protect-�
�Protect what? I know he won�t kidnap me. He just wouldn�t!�
She just looked at me.
I turned sharply on my heel and walked to the door, slamming it shut as I exited.