When Tomorrow Never Comes

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Author: Raven K. Asher
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had.
    Pulling one open I move around my room and place the few things I had unpacked back into the box before closing it back up again.
    Sitting on the bed I hold my favorite photo in my hands.
    “Why did you do this to me?” I whisper softly as I trail my finger across the photo. “I wanted to be with you forever.”
    “Why wasn’t I enough?” I add with a whimper.
    I didn’t understand it and I probably never would.
    Without warning Julie abruptly pokes her head in with a questioning look. “Were you talking to someone?”
    I shake my head. “I like to talk to Cole sometimes when I feel lonely.” I lie as I hold up the photo that I still had in my hands.
    She nods her head. “Okay, just try to get some sleep.”
    A second later she shuts the door and I let out a breath of air.
    Lying back on my bed I sigh softly and close my eyes.
    I couldn’t help the memories of home that invade my mind. Right now I would have given anything to go back there.
    But if I went back home I would be constantly reminded of a life I could have had.
    To me it would have been worth going back, because no matter how far I went Cole was still prominently in my mind.
    Memories of him were the reason I had been moving so much after all.
    He would always be with me, always.
    Like he had always said to me ‘we always have tomorrow’ . It was his promise to me. He had always promised me that tomorrow would always come.
    Tomorrow had always come, but for him it hadn’t.
    It had come for me though and that was the hardest tomorrow I had ever faced.
    Sighing again I roll to my side.
    “Tomorrow will come.” I whisper softly to myself
    With those words I breathe out and allow sleep to carry me away.
    Tomorrow would come.
     
     

Chapter 3
     
     
    Dear Diary,
    You still have all of me. I can’t close my eyes without hearing your voice. You haunt my every moment no matter where I am. I just wish I could be with you again...I want to go home…I love you.
     
     
    The next morning I go through the normal routine that I had shared with every one of the families I had stayed with.
    I eat my breakfast in silence as Jake and Julie talk quietly while avoiding any glances in my direction.
    Once I finish eating I get up from the table and rush up to my room to gather my school bag before quickly heading back downstairs.
    Unlike the other families I had stayed with Jake and Julie leave without a word to me.
    They were nowhere to be found when I came back downstairs.
    They had been cold and completely the opposite of what I had originally thought they’d be like.
    Standing outside I wait for my school bus to pick me up.
    Instead of the bus coming though Matt pulls up in his jeep.
    He steps out with a defeated sigh. “Hello, Eve.”
    “Hello, Matt.” I sigh roughly.
    He motions towards the house wordlessly before going in to retrieve my things.
    A few moments later he walks out carrying my three boxes.
    I watch as he places them into the back of his jeep before turning to me. “Let’s get home.”
    Bowing my head, feeling utterly rejected, I slowly make my way around his jeep before getting into the passenger side.
    Sighing softly I glance in Matt’s direction. “Where’s my home going to be this time?”
    He bows his head he sits still in the driver’s seat.
    A tense moment passes before he turns to look at me. “There’s no other place for you, Evette. You have no where left to go.”
    His words hit me like a cold bucket of ice water.
    “What am I supposed to do?” I whisper as fear grips my heart.
    “You’re still underage so the system can’t just toss you out.” Matt begins. “I did talk to some of the higher ups about what to do with your case. They only came up with two choices thanks to my pestering.”
    “What are my choices?” I question quietly.
    “One is to live in a group home in Texas.” Matt answers.
    I shake my head. That option was completely out of the question.
    “And two…?” I push.
    “Two, is that you

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