Hello. I’m Loren.
When I was 13, almost 14, I met a guy called Robert. He’d recently moved to my school from somewhere up state, and nobody really took any notice of him except me. He sat next to me in home room and we talked alot about our lives and where we grew up and lame stuff like that.
We started hanging out a lot more after school and on weekends, and after a while we started dating. We used to do the randomest things, like one time we hired out roller skates and skated around town like the guys off the movie “roll bounce”. I’d never met a guy like him, most of the guys in my town were all jocks and were too bothered about their appearence, than to have a little spontaneous fun.
Life for Rob was so much more than it seemed. On the outside he was all like sunshine and rainbows and shit, but on the inside there was so much he was hiding.
His mom was an alcoholic, and his dad killed himself when Rob was 11. He had to look after his two younger siblings a lot and he worked two jobs to support the family. After a while, I could tell that it was a real strain on him so I babysat his sisters on weekdays while Robert worked at a local cafe. I spent atleat 30 hours a week at there house and it was horrible. His mom was constantly drunk or unconcious and I felt really uncomfortable being around her because she had a tendancy to lash out when she was intoxicated.
On my 17th birthday his mom said she’d take us all out for dinner because she felt like she owed us for everything we’d done for her. It was nothing special, we just went to Dennys, but I could tell Rob was really grateful that she was trying to make an effort. Rob payed for the meal and while me and his mom were walking to the car she was telling me how much Rob talked about me when I wasn’t around, how she could tell it was true love from the way he looked at me when I wasn’t looking, and how much he told his little sisters that I was gonna be his future wife. I honestly was so taken aback by the fact he talked about me like that because he was a really conservative person. He was my best friend, the love of my life, and never had anyone made me feel the way he did. I knew I was gonna have him forever.
On the drive home we pulled up at an intersection and waited for a passing truck. His mom pulled out, and the last thing I remember was a loud screech of tires braking on the gravel sharp pain in my left leg.
I woke up the next morning in the hospital with all these wires attached to me and a really bad pain in my leg. My mom and my four sisters were all sitting around me in the room and my mom was crying. The nurses came and did some wierd stuff to me, took a few tests and shit, and left. My mom told my sisters to go to the cafeteria so she could talk to me.
I didn’t ask about Rob because I knew he was gonna be okay. My mom explained to me that a drunk driver was speeding behind the truck with no lights on and smashed into the side of us when we pulled out. The driver of the other car was killed instantly. When I asked about Robert, his sisters and his mom, she grabbed my hand and kissed it and told me she was sorry.
At that moment I knew what Rob was dead. I didn’t want to accept the fact that he was gone so I argued with my mom for a long time until I broke down. It hit me that I was never gonna see him again.
Robert was my best friend, my soul mate and I didn’t think I would be able to live without him. His youngest sister, Tabitha was also killed.
We’d been together for 3 years and 7 months and we were inseperable. We did everything together and then, by some drunk driver, it was all gone. My life had been taken away from me in the blink of an eye.
I know that most people reading this have probably never been through something like this, but some of you may have, and I can tell you, it does get better. Live for them, dedicate everything you do to the one you loved and lost.
This is my friends blog that i’m allowed access, as I don’t have a personal tumblr, so feel free to ask me anything. I know how it feels to feel alone and like there’s nothing else that could make you smile, but it gets better, trust me.
I love you Robert Frances Winsett.
10.08.1992 - 12.03.2010 <3