Too late

Too late…..
There is a little story I would like to tell you but this story isn't what you will be expecting. This story doesn't not have a happy ending this story is about a girl named Lexy. She always dressed in dark clothing and wore dark makeup; she was beautiful, amazing, sweet, kind, funny, and different.

But the kids in school didn't see her like that they saw her as a freak, a loser, an outcast. She had the longest hair and the prettiest eyes they were bluish green and when the sun hit them just right they looked amazing. But you see she was in my English class and I would be the only to talk to her, she told me her dreams of being a famous writer and singer.

But since I was a jock my dreams were obvious but she listened to me anyway. When she smiled it seemed as if the world stopped and freeze in that moment. What you don't know is that I had fallen in love with her, but she was bullied harshly and unfairly why didn't I stop it?

That's a good question that I wish I could answer that question, for even I don't know why I didn't. But now thinking back I wish I could have done something, for something had happened to me that changed my life for good. For three weeks Lexy didn't come to school or get on facebook, that made me a little worried but not that worried even though it should have.  

After the third week the principal called for an assembly which was odd for an ordinary day. So when I walked in I sat in the front with some jock friends, the principal walked in without a word. Her face was filled with sadness.
I had a sick feeling in my stomach and it didn't go away when she walked up to the podium. "Fellow classmates I know you are wondering what you're doing here." She said first then she looked down and cried; everyone was taken aback by her crying. She finally composed herself enough to finish off the rest of what she was going to say. "A student has committed suicide….this student was Lexy…" that was when my world crumbled.

How can I believe that she committed suicide? Why would she do this to me? So many questions that will forever be unanswered, I loved her and she was gone before I could tell her. I felt an ache in my chest like someone had just punched me in the chest hard.
It was suddenly hard to breathe I had to get out of there but I couldn't leave we had a memorial, some people cried because they wanted to know her. Others cried because they were guilt ridden, I cried because I was the only one who knew her well. She was the one I was going to ask to prom…now that opportunity is gone and I can't believe it.
The next day I go to school feeling numb everywhere I'd rather feel numb than feel the emptiness, during first period I was called to the guidance counselor. As I sat down in front of my guidance counselor.

She handed me a note and walked out to give me privacy, I looked confused and opened the folded piece of paper open. It was a letter from Lexy I looked around hoping it was some kind of cruel sick joke but it wasn't. I cried as I read what it she had written me:
Dear Raul,
By the time you get this letter I will be long gone and I just wanted to let you know that I love you….I have always loved you since the first day I left my eyes on you….and I know you probably thought I was a freak like everyone else please only think of all the good times we had together in English. I will always be thankful for you being the only true friend I had and then I fell for you and it sounds so stupid….but I wanted you to know my feelings and I hope to see you in the afterlife maybe then we can be together? Hopefully I wish you the best in love and life don't let your dreams die….stay strong for me please
With much love
Lexy

It was too late for me to tell her I felt the same way all this time she loved me as much as I loved her. Why didn't I stop the bullying and the harassment? How will I ever live with myself knowing that she felt the same I felt and now it was too late for me to tell her my true feelings…I can't believe that it was too late for me to confess…