Isabella Fonseca

Title: Heart for a heart

Protagonist: Drew Eversting

Point of view: first person?

Conflict: person vs. self

                Person vs. person?



September 1.2050

     As the future has progressed, the laws have changed and we live in a world were one can sell their organs if they want to, without any penalties.

     I was young, I was stupid, and I was in love. I still feel stupid when I talk about her, how I fell in love with her, how I cared about her, how I was so selfish. How I took her life, even though she said it was pointless, I meant so much to me, and now she’s gone, just a vague memory now. It all started the summer I was going in to my junior year, in March they said I had a tumor by my heart, I went through many tests and doctors, they finally removed it, I thought I had cheated death  …  I was wrong.  Only two month later I had a heart attack in the middle of gym, the doctor said that I had a bad heart and that I needed a heart transplant to be able to play sports (even though I really had no interest in any sport at the time). Well my mom and dad being the kind gracious parents they are spent all there time trying to find me a donor they spent days and weeks searching all over California trying to find a suitable heart donor, my parents were willing to pay over a hundred thousand dollar just for someone to give up there heart to me (but hey being an only kid and all and to a rich guy who sells fancy car you kind of get use to getting everything you want.)

            Then they finally found one, on July 12th they finally found someone that was willing to give up there heart for me, the doctor said that they would need to keep me here for a month, just to run some tests and keep an eye on me, make sure I don’t have another heart attack or that I stay healthy. After a long heart felt good by from my dad and a my mom crying and hugging me and kissing me all over (leaving her bright red lipstick marks all over my cheeks) and then having to be asked by the doctor to “please leave, and that her 'little” boy would be all right” the doctor asked if I’d like to meet my donor. Now about this time I was thinking, “ How tough could this guy be, he’s probably some just some depressed 20 year old who realized that his life is pointless again I was wrong.”  Twenty minutes passed, and a pair of electric blue vans glided in to my room, she had skin tight jeans that were torn at the knee, she wore a royal blue shirt that clung to her body, her hair was dark brown that smelt of strawberries, her skin was perfect, it was pale and looked as smooth as silk, but the one thing I loved most about her was her big brown eyes that were filled with wonder, excitement, beauty, they were sexy but so simple at the same time, they were magnificent.  One minute (that felt like an eternity) finally passed and those big brown beautiful eyes met my smoky blue eyes, “ Hello, my name is Adrien Follet, It’s nice to meet you… Sorry I didn’t catch your name.” Her sweet voice that spoke so calmly   “ Ha, well that’s cause I never threw it.” I smirked “My name is Drew Eversting, and it’s nice to meet you too.” I smiled, trying not to show that I was over excited to be in the same room with a beautiful girl that looked like a movie star.

            She walked over to a chair and sat down she brought out a paperback copy of a book called “ Romeo and Juliet.” She flipped open the book and then stared up at me, “ You do know it’s rude to stare.” She smiled her cute smile her little red lips stretching across her face, I blushed and looked down at my feet “ I… I am sorry, I was uhmmm just …. I just was looking at what you were reading, Romeo and Juliet?, what’s it about? “  I said shyly, 'YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT ROMEO AND JULIET IS ABOUT!” her voice sounded excited “ Uhmm sorry I’ve never read it.” I said “ well, it’s a love story, so I doubt you’d be interested in It.” She almost sounded like a college professor “ No, I really actually am interested, please do share with me.” I said pulling up a chair next to her, she set down the book and gazed up at me, “Well, it’s basically your typical boy meets girl, Juliet was suppose to marry this awful guy named Paris, but fell madly in love with Romeo, so they both snuck around just to see each other.”  She stopped and looked up at me, “ That’s it? That’s kind of a lame story.” I said sitting up right, “ Well I am not finished with the book, so don’t judge It.” She said re opening her book.

        July 14th: My best friend Anton stopped by to see how I was doing, now this kid right here was the most spoiled kid in all of California, he lived with his mom in a big fancy apartment on the very top of their building, Anton’s parents were always busy flying here and there for meeting so Anton had the apartment all to him self, he also had his dad’s black Lamborghini that he drove to school every day and had almost wrecked twice, man I loved that kid. “ Hey Andy, how yah been kid.” he walked in to my room and sat down by me his sandy blonde hair messy and in his face, he smelt of smoke and gin, I could tell he had been partying the night before, “ Well besides being here in a cold boring hospital room pretty good I guess.” I sat up from my bed and pulled on my shirt, “ Well you’ll be out of here soon buddy boy don’t you worry.” He said smiling  “ say have you met the sad sap who has to give up their heart to you?”  “Uhmm yah I di…” just then Adrien walked in today she wore shorts, a turquoise blue shirt and black sandals, I never noticed how beautiful her legs looked “ hello Drew, who’s your friend?” she said slipping off her bag  “ uhmm this is Anton, he’s a buddy of mine.” Anton smile and brushed his hair out of his face “ Hello, it’s a pleasure to meet such a beautiful lady such as your self.” he grabbed her hand and kissed it, Adrien blushed, she moved her hair from her face, “ So you’re the beautiful young lady that has to give up her lovely heart for Andy over here? , tisk  tisk Andy , I’ve seen you steal many  girls heart even break them , but now your actually stealing her heart.”  Anton smirked at me  , “ Yah yah yah , watch it smart guy, even though I have a bad heart doesn’t mean I can’t beat you up .” now it was my turn to smirk , I turned to Adrien , I could almost feel her heart beating in the quietness of the room , her eyes looked so relaxed , man I wish I knew what that girl was thinking . Anton finally left ,after several stories of our many adventures from when we were little kids in the sand box to  when we were freshmen , Adrien seemed to enjoy herself , she laughed and smiled at all our jokes , she knows so much about me , and yet I know so little about her , I watched her read “ Romeo and Juliet and decided to break the silence ,“ So Adrien , where are you from?” it was a stupid question to ask , but the only one I could think of at the moment , “ I am from all over .” she raised her head from her book and smiled at me “ uhh , what do you mean?” her answer puzzled me , a lot of things about her puzzled me , “ Well as a kid growing up I moved around a lot , I’ve lived in Ireland ,France , Africa , New York, Montana, Texas , and now here.” She lowered her head down back in to her book , “ so what do your parent’s do?”  I said just trying to keep the conversation going , just so I could hear her sweet voice again , “ well my dad was a stock broker and there had been another stock market crash and he lost his job and he lost all of  our saving , so now were living off of unemployment and the little money we had left, and my mom….. Well I don’t really know where my mom is, she decided she didn’t want me or my baby sister , divorced my dad and left me with him, I’ve never asked him about her, I am to scared to.” her eyes were shiny and looked golden brown, “ oh I am sorry.” it was all I could say to her, but I really wanted to hold her and tell her I would never leave her but then I realized in a month she’d be leaving me, “ it’s entirely fine, I have this photo of her though, I found it in my dad’s sock drawer one day.” She handed me the photo,  her mom looked young, she had  dark brown hair like her but it was long and curly in the photo, her mom also had big green eyes  that looked like jewels, in the arms of the beloved mother was a small child in a blue blanket, “ Is that you?” I kept studying the photo, “ Yes it, it was taken  five days after  I was born, she left when I was 8 and a year after my sister was born.” “oh.” I handed back the photo and looked down at my feet. It’s 9 o'clock, Adrien is in the bed across from mine , she’s  reading “Romeo and Juliet “, she keeps looking over at what I am writing and asked several times what I was writing, ha if only she knew. It’s now 10 o'clock, Adrien is asleep, I can hear her breathing in the quiet room , and I think I can even hear her heart beat.

     July 16th : Adrien arrived at 1 o’clock this afternoon, I asked her where she had gone yesterday and she just simply replied “ Personal business Drew.”  She probably went to go see her boyfriend who I imagine is as good looking as her, what was I thinking a girl like that would never fall for a guy like me god I felt like such an idiot. It's 2 o'clock, I had to go in for more testing , their doing a lot more scans and x-rays on me today, I want to get out of here , it felt like a icy hell in here , the floors were cold the doctors hands were like ice, I want to go back to her, I want to see her, god I this. By 3:30 I was out of the room, I walked down the hall to my room, when I opened the door I saw Adrien laying on my bed, curled up with my sweater on, she looked so lovely in my sapphire blue sweater, I stood in the door way and watched her sleep , her little chest rising  up and down , I pulled a chair up to the bed and sat there and watched her sleep , I then grabbed my not book and began to sketch her . I never was that in to art , but it seemed to relax me , the drawing turned out pretty good , I sat there 15 more minutes , then I finally fell asleep looking at that angel . It’s 6 o’clock , I woke up and saw Adrien sitting up looking at a piece of paper , I rubbed my eyes and sat up , “ Hello Adrien.” my voice sounding deep and groggy , “ Hello Drew , I really love this picture you drew, I never knew you were an artist , you should of told me .” she said her voice sounded so sweet , “ oh , uhmm it’s just a doodle I did , I mean the lighting seemed good and I... I just ..” I blushed and looked down at my hands , I then felt her lips on my cheek “ Well I love it , may I keep it .” I was still stunned “ uhmm yeah , suu..sure .” my voice was shaky , I had never felt so nervous around a girl .

     It’s 10 o’clock Adrien just retired for the night , I am sitting up in my bed , I feel so dizzy, my heads spinning , just four days ago we met , it only took a second for me to realize that she was perfect, five seconds to realize that she was the most amazing person in the world , a minute to realize that I was truly in love with this girl , a hour to figure out that I wanted to be with her always…. But knew I never could.

     July 22nd: A lot’s been going on these past few days , the last time I wrote Adrien had just kissed me  on the cheek, I know , not that big of deal to some people , but getting a kiss on the cheek from a girl like that is a once in a life time thing (especially when the girls your heart donor ). It’s been three days since I last say Adrien , maybe she changed her mind , and maybe she realized how I am a snotty spoiled rotten brat, who deserves to die . 

     2 ‘ clock : Adrien just walked and sat down on my bed by me . “ I am sorry.” She looked at me and then at her feet , “ Sorry ? for what Adrien?” I tried to get eye contact , but had no luck, “ I am sorry , that I am  falling in love with you and I can’t do anything about it , I am sorry that things didn’t work out differently between us , I am sorry your such a great person and you don’t even try , I am sorry that we can’t be together , I am sorr….” I grabbed her and kissed her , her soft skin felt hot beneath my hands , I pulled away from her and looked at her eyes , I couldn’t tell what she was feeling , I felt stunned myself too , I didn’t know I had it in me , go she probably thinks I am a idiot right now , “ I love you.” The first words that I had always wanted to slipped out of her mouth were the words that killed me the most ,
     “ I love you Drew , I’ve loved you since the first day we met , I love how your daring , I love how your creative , I love your smoky blue eyes and the way they sparkle in the sun , I love the way you watch me sleep , I love the way you write in your journal.” She said looking at me in the eyes , I felt paralyzed