1. My life, My Choice


    Date: 6/21/2015, Categories: True Story, Death, Female/Female, Lesbian, Romance, Teen Female/Teen Female, Voyeurism, Written by women, Author: Kellyann1993, Rating: 86.8, Source: sexstories.com

    as both must not have been wearing their seat belts.” Larry brought John over to me and he told us kids to all go home there was nothing we could do here. As we drove away, John kept saying this was his fault or that he was to blame. He should have been there to stop them. He never should have started this racing bullshit in the first place. I tried telling him it was not his fault but he would not listen to me. He dropped me off at my house and I watched him back his car into his parent’s garage and closed the door. I went to see him Saturday and Sunday however his mother told me he was to upset to see anyone. I called each day and night but he still did not want to talk to anyone. Monday morning he came to my door as he always had as he always drove us to school. When we walked outside I asked him, “John, where is your car?” “Let’s walk to school,” John replied taking my hand. We walked to school without saying much. Everyone at school felt saddened by the loss of Steve and Ryan. The school even provided counselors if anyone needed to speak to them. During lunch John and I did not sit where we normally had. Steve and Ryan would always sit with us during lunch. However, today that table sat empty with only flowers placed upon it from the other students. John shook his head from side to side staring at the table. John and I walked outside to get some air. He told me he has put his car away and that he will never again drive her. He blamed himself and that car for their ...
    deaths. I again told him that it was not his fault nor did his car have anything to do with it. I asked him to go speak to one of the counselors but he yelled at me for thinking that he was crazy. John had never raised his voice to me or had ever yelled at me until that day. He had never given me concern to be worried about him until that day. My mother told me John was smart, good looking, built like a tank and in fact, his nickname on the football team was “Baby Tank.” That day I was concerned and very worried for him, for me and for us, as that accident would soon change our lives forever. Four or five days later, they laid Steve and Ryan to rest. We rode to the funeral with his parents as he still refused to drive. On the way home, he broke the news to his mother, his father and me. “I have decided to honor Steve and Ryan by joining the Army,” John said to us. “NO,” I cried out in their backseat. His parents did not say anything and I begged them both to help me stop him. His father looked in the rear view mirror and said, “It is his choice not ours.” Once we were back inside their garage, I begged him not to join. John told me it would only be for four years and that there were no wars so he would be safe. He told me he felt like he owed that to Steve and Ryan. “YOU owe them nothing they are dead and so will you be and I will be alone,” I said to him. John replied, “You won’t be alone my mother and father will be with you while I am gone.” I looked at John as he knelt down on ...
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