"Untill we Meet Agian"- Pete's Final Good Bye

[Pete Starintino]

Pete stood out by the beach. So many things going through his head. He smiled, the salt was stinging his eyes slightly, so was the beauty. He started to talk to his mom, to anyone who would listen. “You see… You left me here with this. I can’t take this. I see this amazing girl every day, and I wonder how she doesn’t leave me. How she doesn’t think she can have better. Why does she stay with me? Because I am needy?” Pete paused, he rubbed both hands on his head. “I have fu**ed up so many times, right? And half of its not even my fault.” Pete looked back out into the water, “Its not even my fault… He did this to me. The man you love attempted to kill me. That’s why I am so fu**ing fu**ed up.” He said now crying, angry tears burning his face. “I have thought so many times to end it, but then I saw you. But what do I have now?.” He kicked the sand as if it would jump up and kick him back.
He stood there crying, wishing for someone to stop him at any moment in time. “You know… you know, you see those movies where a guy is so far gone. And some optimistic girl saves him from himself. It never happens… I tired to believe it, but I couldn’t saver her mom… I can’t save her. I love her so much but I am poisoning her. If everyone had this amazing beauty and mind the world would be better off.” He said sobbing now, he was thankful the beach was empty. “Mom… I hate life. I have this idea that this is hell and everyone has this one way ticket to heaven because all you do is suffer. I want to be watching down. I can’t count my blessings anymore. I need to make them.” He said. Pete breathed in deep, letting every fiber of his body take in the ocean. His mind was as finally as calm as the waves taking in the air as well. Birds flying above him made him just want to fly with him. Pete took out a letter that had Lindsay on it, and every one of his friends got one. If he was going to leave this world he wouldn’t leave letting them thinking it was there fault. “I love you…” He traced in the sand, hoping who ever found him would know it was true. Pete removed a small blade from his pocket. He looked out into the water, becoming one with it. He placed the blade to his writs Making sure it would hit the vain with the most blood. “Until we meet again…” He said. He slowly cut his arm deeply knowing he did it, he sat down waiting for a curtain of death to take him away.

Pete felt the affected take him immediately. He sat down, his deep brown eyes seeing visions of his life pass him by. His first birthday, a carefree day where your only worry was which cake you would get. The first guitar he played. The one and only day his dad told him he loved him. A young Pete approaching a young Lindsay telling him how much he loved her. And the he laid back silent tears falling from his face. A light taking him in. He felt his feet leave the earth, and he looked back not regretting a thing. But he wasn’t all gone. His memory was there, his love was the fiber of earth itself. People saw him as this messed up kid with no morals. People called him weak. And he may have been weak. But he was not. Weak is a mind form. One would know he had love, he gave it. Love is a word, Pete made it a living thing. His blood, his life became the ocean. And he smiled knowing life was now clear, and he was with his mother once again.

Peter Christopher Starintino- November 20th 1990- June 17th 2006

“The Tragedy of Life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.”

[x---Lindsay---> ♥]

Lindsay came back into her apartment. There was a note as soon as she walked under the door. She picked it up. Her name was neatly handwritten on the front. She smiled and shrugged. Wondering who it could be from, she opened it. Her eyes moved along the lines. It read:

Lindsay.
I am so sorry. I am so sorry I hurt you. Every day I wonder why I got you. Why you love me, and I realized it was because we had more then love. We had life. I want you too know, I will always be with you. When you are crying, I will still be your shoulder. I will still be the one to laugh with you, to see your true beauty. I love you more then the word "love" could hold. I am so gone though Linds. I couldn’t get out of this. I tired to save myself every day. But when I think of it, I want to start over.

Don’t ever change. I love you still and always. Don’t let a day pass and think I am not with you. I want you to find someone, someone you can love. But give me you heart, and you can have my voice. I love you… until we meet again. I will be at those gates waiting for you.

Pete
PS- You can find me at the beach.

Lindsay finished the note. She didn't believe it. She didn't want to believe it. The one person she ever loved was gone. Or maybe not yet. She dropped to the ground. Tears flowing from her eyes. This couldn't be happening. No. It wasn't. Lindsay was in a ball on the floor. Her face in her hands. Maybe it wasn't too late. No, it wasn't too late. She got to her feet.

When Lindsay hit the sand, she saw a single person near the ocean. It was Pete. She knew it was. She couldn't see him clearly. And he was still standing. "Pete! Wait!" she screamed. but after she did, he immediatly fell to the ground. She ran as fast as she could to his side. When she finally approached him, she fell to his side, "Pete, no. No. I love you. You can't leave me. No." she said grabbing his hand and holding it tight. It began to get cold. So did his eyes. And then the pressure of him holding her hand wasn't there anymore. She dropped his hand. "Pete." she cryed as she hugged him tightly. Hugged his dead body. It was too late.

Lindsay cryed so much. She couldn't believe it. She leaned her arm onto his shoulder. No. She didnd't have a shoulder to lean on anymore. She wanted to die too. She looked at the knife in his hand. she picked it up and stared at it. She didn't know what to do. She knew what she wanted. But she just couldn't do it. She couldn't hurt the ones she loved. Like Pete had just done. She was furious, but too depressed to even show a bit of it. She grabbed her cell phone and dialed an ambulance. Although she knew it was still, too late.

[Pete Starintino]

Okay people, me and Lindsay talked about it.AGIAN lol, I am a ghost now cause Lindsayw wants me too be, and if you have a problem with it, to bad ha ha

Pete felt the sand agian, though it really wasent Pete. He looked happy, he was standing right infront of his love. He kneeled by her knowing she could see him."Lindsay... I don't want you to see this." He said to her. He seemed real to anyone who wanted him to seem real too. "I didin't do this to hurt you." He said. "It was my turn Lindsay. I needed to get away." He said watching his lost love cry. Pete knew that he wasent human anymore. But he looked real not like tose movie ghost, , he spoke to Lindsay as if he was really human agian.

[x---Lindsay---> ♥]

"Holy Shit." Lindsay whispered as she was startled by a voice. "Pete." she whispered again. She reached her hand out to touch his. Nothing happened. The hand disappeared as she came near to it. "Pete, how?" she asked, not knowing how she could see him. She looked at him with tear filled eyes. If this really was Pete, then she had to ask, "How could you? How could you do this to yourself. How could you do this to me? No, I can't go on like this." she said holding the knife up to her wrist. "I have to be with you. I can't live without you." she went on. Then she looked at the knife again, knowing if she decided to, Pete couldn't stop her.

[Pete Starintino]

There was something tranquil about Pete now. He didint seem like he needed anything anymore. But god he wished he could feel her hand agian. He saw her put the knife to her wrist, and he just looked at her. "Lindsay, I am can't stop you. But its not your time yet." He said looking at her. "Just listen. I died because i needed to. My life was going no where. But people need you. And i know you needed me, but I am here arent I?" He said looking at her, sitting like he usualy did.

[x---Lindsay---> ♥]

"No Pete, you're not here. I can see you, but you're not here. Whos shoulder am I supposed to cry on? I can't feel you anymore. I know you're there, but really, you aren't. Pete, how could you? I have no one to count on. All I had was you, and now you're gone." Lindsay said. She was still crying. The knife still by her wrist. She didn't even think about the fact that she was talking to a ghost. She just couldn't believe it. She got up to her feet. "I love you Pete, and this is what I get back?" she asked. She was mad. But more sad. Her anger was showing a bit more at that moment. She dropped the knife on the ground and fell to her knees again, crying.

[Pete Starintino]

Pete looked at her. He shook his head. "No Lindsay you listen. I am gone yes. God, I am sorry. But the thing you need to understand is i was already dead. I was gone, I wasent Pete. You are Lindsay, and you are still my love. So put the knife down and belive me when I say its not your turn to go cause its not." He said sitting there. You could tell he wasent real, but to her he seemed to be. "Please."

[x---Lindsay---> ♥]

"No Pete. You weren't gone. But now you are. And I don't want to live if I can't live with you. How could you. No, it wasn't your turn to die. How do I know you loved me? If this is what you did to me?" she asked. She was still crying. But she was upset. She took the knife in her hand. "Is this how it has to be? I......I love you Pete. Why did you have to do this to me? The one person I have ever really loved. And you're gone. Please, just leave me alone. Please. If I can't be with you fully, then whats the point? I love you. But please, just leave me." she asked. She held the knife in her hand. She got to her feet once more. She looked at him, the saddest she'd looked since when she was around eleven. And then she turned aroudn, not wanting to look back at his dead body and his ghost. she didn't walk away yet. She waited for him to leave.

[Pete Starintino]

Pete seemed to have left but he appeared right behind. "No, you see it dosnt work that way anymore. I stay when i want to, and now i want to." He said with a normal face. "Why are you doing it? What are you proving? You are as weak as me? My god Lindsay you arent." He said now back infront of her. "You stay. You find someone to love agian." He said with a nod.

[x---Lindsay---> ♥]

Pete appeared in front of her again. "Pete, no. I'm weaker than you. You've always been the strong one. You never left me and now you have. And Pete, I coudln't possibly love anyone else. I just couldn't. I could only love you. No one would understand what I've been through. You're the only one. You don't understand how much this kills me though. I've lost so many people I've loved. I've been throgh it. But yours has hurt the most. You don't understand how I feel right now. You were the only reason I was alive. You and Kevin. And you're both gone. I had to watch him die too. But I loved you Pete. I loved you more than life. And because of that, I want to die. I need to be gone. I can't go on like this." she still held the knife. She turned away from Pete again. Although she knew he would be right in front of her again. She sighed, and continued to let tears drip from her eyes.

[Pete Starintino]

"Im the stronger one, eh?" Pete said walking over to her agian. "Then why am I the one dead." He said to her. "You need to be here Lindsay. Yeah i was dumb. I should have gotten help. But how many pills are they going to have to put me on? How many band aids do i need to put on and rip off?" He said looking at her. "People die Lindsay, Love dosnt die. I still love you. And i will for ever love you. You see the ocean. Thats me now. Come here any time you need to and I will be here. Right now, the ambulence is here." He smirked sadly out her. "It's not good bye Lindsay. I will see you, You are still my only love. Go with me though, in the amubulence. I am affraid to take that ride alone." He said he kissed her cheek, whether she could feel it or not, he did. He walked out into the ocean. He would see her agian many times.

[x---Lindsay---> ♥]

"Pete. No. Pete." she couldn't get words out anymore. She watched him kiss her on the cheek. But she couldn't feel it. She only felt a light brush of air. And this killed her. She knew she would never again feel his lips on hers. She looked at him, and then after he pulled back, she cryed so much more than she had so far. "Pete, why? Pete. I..." she just couldn't make sentences. The ambulance came and they picked Pete's body up. When they asked if she wanted toride along, she looked at them with tears in her eyes and nodded. Although she wanted to stay here and be with Pete, he wanted her to go. So she would.

[Pete Starintino]

Pete watched the ambulence go. And if gohst could cry, thats what he was doing. He knew he could most likely only be seen by Lindsay. But he still had no regrets. This seemed to have to been done. Seeing that light was the best thing that has happened. Many people thought he only drank, got into fights. It was more then that.

He had to wake up in fear of being caught. Of being hated by the ones he loved and his mind was playing tricks on him. The drug use got worse then he just let it seem. It wasent just pot. The medical examiner was going to find track marks from the little heroin he did use. Scars on his back from his father, bones which healed incorectly. If it was one thing Pete would want to change it was the legacy he left behind.