Crash

Hello, my name is Aniston Grace Farkel. I once found love and thought it'd stay forever. Well, it turns out that love never existed...

One lonely, cold December, I was lost and couldn't find my way, until I met someone. Someone who I thought changed my life forever. His name was Travis. Travis Blythe Hanforth. We were insepereable; his love was unconditional, with feelings as strong as steel. Now, you may think this story has a happy ending, but it doesn't, unfortunately.

DECEMBER-FIRST MONTH

"You're my everything, Ani. Everything. Nothing in this world can compare to you. "I feel the same, babe. Promise me something?" I asked. "Sure, anything." He smiled. "Let's never break-up. Ever. Unless one does wrong, like cheating for instance. I would never cheat on you, though." "I promise. I, as well, would never cheat." He says, as he holds my hands. "It's getting cold, we should probably go back inside, yeah?" He said. "Yes! I'm freezing," I said, as we headed inside.

JUNE-SIXTH MONTH

He came over and we came to my room and he says,"look, I've never..." "Oh, good! You're a virgin! Me too!" I exclaimed. "No, I mean I've never...been in love before..." he blushed. I gasp and yell,"you love me?" Oh my God! The time has finally come! We're in love! "I love you, too!"

SEPTEMBER-NINTH MONTH

The days went by and our love had only gotten stronger. It was time. I was ready to give it up to him. After all, we're most likely getting married anyway.

He came over and I was wearing a scarlet, velvet robe. I had a bottle of champagne in one hand and a cigarette on the other. "Hey, baby. What's the occasion?" He asked. "I'm ready," I said. "Are you sure?" He asked. "Couldn't be more sure," I say, as I take off my robe. I wasn't naked but I might as well have been. I was wearing a black corset with a thong and knee highs to match.

It was incredible! I never felt more alive. I knew he'd be the one to take my virginity because we were destined to be together.

DECEMBER-FIRST YEAR

For our first anniversary, he took me out to a French restaurant, called "The Old Warsaw," it was in Dallas, Texas. Yes, he took me all the way to Dallas for our anniversary. I was so excited. We ate our food, then...

He got down on one knee and proposed. I couldn't believe it! My dream had come true. I obviously said yes.

APRIL-FIRST YEAR, FOURTH MONTH

"I have to tell you something, Travis." "What is it, Ani?" Asked Travis. "Im pregnant! We're having a baby!" I shouted. "I'm...gonna be a dad..." he said, not sure of himself. I didn't care, I was going to have his child.

JUNE-FIRST YEAR, SIXTH MONTH

It was our wedding day. I was so excited, but could barely fit into my dress. Didn't matter. Nothing mattered anymore, except him and this child I'm carrying.

Well, it became a no-show. He didn't even come to his own wedding. Was this a setup? Was I being played?

Two weeks went by and he never even called. He came over to get his stuff and just left me.

I was so broken. I ran away, then ended up falling to the ground, bawling my eyes out and yelling,"help me! Help me!" I was lost without Travis. My life had never been the same since then. Everything fell apart; I even lost my baby. How could this happen? Why was i such a fool? He was all I ever wanted and all I ever had. It wasnt destiny, it was a game. I felt my heart shatter into pieces, as I threw myself into the road. Well, the truck stopped and took me home. I could've lived without him before but now I'm just lost without him.

Seven days later, I found myself as a mental patient in in a psych ward. This was it...I have officially crashed.