The beeping continued as I stared blankly at the wall in front of me. His body lay on the gray bed next to me, not moving. It's been three months, and I still remember it clear as day.

I waved Jake good-bye as he began pulling out of my driveway but suddenly pulled back the blinds when I heard screeching. I looked out the window and saw a car come rushing towards Jake's. I quickly ran down the stairs to the front door and outside to warn Jake, but it was too late. It happened so fast. He hadn't even begun driving when the car came crashing onto the driver's side.

I screamed and screamed.

The neighbors came out to see what happened, but it was all a blur to me. I didn't know when the ambulance came, but I saw him being rolled inside the vehicle and driven off. I saw a neighbor, Callie, come up to me. She led me to her car and drove to the hospital. When I saw where we stopped, I immediately ran over to the front desk and asked where Jake was.

I waited for hours.

The doctor finally came out to give me the news. My whole just crashed. A coma. He was in a coma.

I didn't know what to do. I then visited him for months in hope that he'd be able to recover, but it was futile. The doctors were going to come in soon to take him off life support. He was the only one I had left, and now he was gone.

My Jake was gone.

All the laughs we shared, the tears, the smiles. Suddenly, they wouldn't be there anymore. There wouldn't be any more silly conversations that we had to get rid of stress, no more long walks in silence, no more sleepovers and no more watching crime shows. Oh, how much we bonded over crime shows. I smiled at the memory.

It was a nice day outside. The sun was shining, and there wasn't a single cloud in the sky. We were both walking on the yellow, sandy beach in silence. There wasn't much to talk about since school had just ended the day before, but we decided to meet anyway.

As we were walking, we heard barking. A few seconds later, a collie came out from behind the rocks, running straight toward us. A man came running after his dog. Jake tried to move out of the way, but it was too late. A dog crashed into Jake, making him fall over into the sand. The man ran past us, yelling "sorry" repeatedly. Jake looked at me for a second, but it was enough for me to begin laughing.

“Someone arrest that dog for obstruction of justice!” Jake yelled.

I continued laughing as I said, “That’s not a thing.”

Jake's childish side came seeping out as he said, “Do you know how many crime shows I watch? It’s definitely a thing.”

That only made me double over laughing.

I breathed out, “You can’t charge a dog with human crimes.”

"Why are you still laughing?"

"You're face when you fell over! You looked so confused!" I said between peals of laughter.

He stared at me while I calmed down again. I looked down at the sand, trying to gain breath, but when I looked at his face, the laughter came pooling out again. I could see him beginning to smile through my tears of laughter.

I sigh at the fond memory. I couldn’t imagine life without him now.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

I knew he wouldn’t want to me to apologize, but I could help but blame myself. I shouldn’t have let him go. I look down and smile at him one last time before saying,

“I’ll see you later.”

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.