The sky was completely black besides the bright
"Jamie!" hollered Anne, a busy, hard-working housewife. "Let's go!" She was impatiently waiting for Jamie to get dressed so that they could have front row tickets up on a very high hill for the final moment.
Jamie was busy saying her last goodbyes to her boyfriend, Paul, in thick tears, hoping she will see him on the other side. "I love you too Paul. I-I need to go now. I will see you soon." With that she hung up, knowing that would be the last time she would hear his voice.
"Jamie!" cried out Anne, holding a picnic basket in her right, shaky hand.
Fred walked up beside Anne, grabbing her hand and squeezing tightly. They had both been married for about fifteen years now and were both closer than they were to anybody else. He was a very hard-working employee at a construction company and he worked his tail off day-in, day-out to get his family the money they deserve. "I love you, sweety," he whispered into her ear as he clenched tighter on her palm, feeling the love flow through both of their bodies. They knew that this day was coming and they were both glad that they were together on this day.
Jamie was full of sadness, as she threw her phone on the floor, breaking it into three pieces. She had worked so hard her whole life for what? To die in the end of the world? She hated this situation more than anything and blamed life itself. She was not a religious person so she didn't believe that some god forced this natural disaster upon them. She just knew that life isn't fair and she despised this day. Her boyfriend was going to propose to her in a year. They were just madly in love and she had been looking forward to that day her whole life! Now what does she get from it? A quick ticket to death? It was all so confusing! She just wanted to lay on the floor and cry and drown herself in her own tears. Nothing was good. Nothing was right.
"Jamie!?" Anne peeked into Jamie's room and saw her weeping on the floor. "Look, I know you love him. I know it is hard just giving up everything, but you will see him again and you guys will be together." She bent down to comfort Jamie, very gently, trying to be the best mom there was. Fred stood at the doorway, sympathizing for Jamie in every way possible.
"You don't get it mom," began Jamie and she sat up, "I don't believe in god. I don't believe in anything. I don't believe that I will see him on the otherside! All I believe is that I worked my whole life for nothing!" Her eyes filled with tears and she stood up with frustration, thoughts filling her mind with sadness and anger. "And if there is a god, I blame him for screwing up my life!"
Nobody said much as they approached the woods to the large hill they had picked out. Fred, Jamie, and Anne just all stared straight up into the sky, seeing nothing but bright, star-like meteors getting closer, and closer, and ever-so closer. It was a truly scary sight. It looked almost like the world was surrounded in alien ships, coming to take them away. It was almost beautiful in a depressing kind of way. The atmosphere around them was quiet, as they walked down the streets full of families sitting on blankets in their front yards. Every once in a while, the sound of a crying baby was heard from the arms of a loving mother. It was a sad shame that all of this was about to disappear forever. Mothers and fathers would be holding hands with their children sitting in their lap. Even the young four and five year olds knew what was going on and just stared blankly into the sky. This was it. The final moment.
Anne, Fred, and Jamie all walked through the woods in silence until they reached the bottom of the large hill. As Jamie began to march up the steep hill, she began to relate it to her life. Her first big step was getting through grade school. A few more steps up, she thought about all of her trophies she earned from baseball. The next few steps up, she thought back to getting her 3.8 grade point average in high school. After a couple more steps up, she thought about getting so far in her job at the barbershop. She became a manager when she was in high school. As she took her final step, she remembered one of her first haircuts she gave—it was to the love of her life, Paul. That is how they first met, and she will never forget that wonderful smile on his face. Finally, she reached the top of the hill, along with the rest of her family. Then she thought of how this related to her life. Now the only way left to go is down. Down to the dirt, down to the end. That was it. She had climbed that hill for nothing.
They all sat on the tattered and torn blanket that Anne had dragged along, thinking about what's to come. Fred and Anne lay closely together, holding each other tightly, never wanting to let go. Jamie lay in Anne's arms, full of thoughts of anger and heartbreak.
"Jamie," began Fred, "I know I haven't been the most supportive with you and Paul but I know that you love him."
"He was going to propose to me next year."
Fred held on to Jamie's hand very tightly. "And he still can. You will see each other again."
"How do you know that," demanded Jamie, with a tone full of anger. "How can you be so sure that this god is going to save us all?" She turned her head over to Fred, staring into his eyes.
"I-I can't convince you what I believe, but what I do know is that we are together now, and what is the point of love if it all ends at death? After I met your mother, looking deep into her eyes was like looking past life itself and into the gates of heaven. If our love ends tonight and everything fades to darkness, then I don't think I would be sane. But I am because I know that love isn't for nothing. You two will be together in the end and I am sure of that, just like we are now."
These words echoed through Jamie's mind as she drifted off to a light sleep. As the hours passed by, the sky grew darker and the meteors grew closer. Two had already impacted the southern border of South America, creating the biggest dents in the world to ever strike. Millions of families already began losing their lives from Armageddon, as more and more meteors began to impact.
Jamie opened her eyes a crack after she awoke from a loud sound—almost like a giant bomb. She looked by her side, seeing her mother and father sleeping peacefully, dreaming nothing but tranquility and happiness. Jamie decided to not wake them. It was for the best. She slowly stood up and stared in the distance, still seeing her neighborhood filled with families and children. She was startled a little to see flashing lights in the distance from explosions and smaller meteors smashing to the earth's surface, taking millions of lives with each impact. She was rather surprised to still be alive. Bomb after bomb struck the world's surface as the sky began to fill with black smoke and destruction.
"I would like it spiky if you can do that," spoke a very familiar voice beside her. Jamie turned her head to see Paul sitting in the haircutting chair, staring into her eyes endlessly. She was all of a sudden standing in the barbershop, her first and only job she had ever had. She was growing up to be a hair stylist so she decided that would fit the best for her lifetime. The smell in the air of hairspray brought back memories of her happy, love-filled life.
"I can do that," Jamie said back to Paul, her voice full of passion. They had met at that moment and both seemed to know they were right for each other.
All of a sudden, Jamie found herself standing at Paul's doorstep, her lips to his, where her first kiss took place. The stars were shining bright like fireworks on 4th of July. As both of their lips released, they gazed into each other's eyes for about a minute without saying a word, knowing that nothing could take their love away, not even death. Jamie watched as Paul turned around and stepped into his house.
"I love you," Paul said to Jamie with passion and love. Finally, Jamie found herself standing on this very hill as they both stood there, holding each other in their arms. They lay down together on another starry night and made love for hours. From that moment on, Jamie knew that she could never lose the love that she had gained for Paul no matter what. Not even death could keep them apart.
Jamie watched as Paul's figure vanished from her mind and reality sunk in. This was it and she couldn't be happier. She stared at the giant wall of fire and dust as it approached all three of them in slow motion. Jamie realized that she had climbed this steep hill and nothing would bring her down, as long as she hung on. As death swept away hers and her family's souls, she reached for Paul's hand and promised that she would never let go—not even in death. Love was the strongest force on the planet, even stronger than fate. In the end, love will overcome all and will never die.