Everything in bold is you narrating basically.
..I walked downstairs after getting dressed into something more comfortable, i had no idea how that clown was able to make him appear and talk to me, i didn't even know how he knew about that day, mom, dad and i were the only ones that knew.
That day made me realize that i need to spend more time with those i love, i never know when they could be taken away from me so, i became closer to my parents than i ever was, i stopped being the shy, quiet kid and became more outgoing. It was what he always wanted me to be. He wanted me to always be myself, not just at home but everywhere i went.
I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, i saw all the different foods, drinks and ingredients to make other foods or desserts. There were all sorts of fruits and vegetables, fizzy drinks and juices, there was even cake, who needs cake in their fridge? There was no birthday, wedding or anniversary that was coming up or already happened.
I ignored the other foods and took out a can of pitt cola (if you know where this if from, you're my friend now) and closed the fridge door, i then pulled out a chair and sat down, opening the drink and sipping from the can.
The day it happened wasn't a cliche, it wasn't my birthday, it wasn't any important day at all. I suppose i should start from the part of who he is.
I had a brother, yes, shocker, i know. His name was (b/n). He was four years older than me and he was the most amazing big brother anyone could wish for, sure, we had our occasional fights, some 'i hate yous' here and there but we loved each other.
He would always encourage me to do what i love or help me with homework, I'd help him find parts for his motorcycle and we'd always hang out together, neither embarrassed of the other. Heck he gave the guy who broke my heart an broken nose and a black eye.
My parents got divorced when i was five but the only reason I'm saying this is because, my brother and i lived with my mom and that weekend we visited my dad.
My dad isn't a bad man, he didn't do it on purpose, he just didn't get enough sleep. He was stressed, he was struggling, it was just really hard for him, i dont and would never blame him.
The weekend we visited him, he told my brother that he didn't get enough sleep in the past week, he needed to work extra shifts for money to pay the banks and that caused the stress, but he wanted so badly to take us to the arcade so we could have fun, my brother said he would pay and we left the apartment my dad lived in.
My dad was driving and my brother sat in the front passenger seat whilst i sat in the back seat, next to the window, behind my dad.
My brother wasn't paying attention to my dad, he was looking out the window, i had no idea what was on his mind but he smiled. When i looked back to my dad in front of me i saw his head down, he passed out.
I screamed when i saw the car moving faster with the weight of my dads foot pressing onto the gas pedal, the car was heading straight toward a truck that was carrying logs. My brother tried to control the car while i tried to wake my dad up.
(b/n) ended up swerving the car out of the way safely and looked at me to tell me I'm safe, i looked at him, then behind him to see another car crash into ours, hitting my brother first then my father, i didn't even notice my arm being crushed, that's when my vision started to blur. Once both cars came to a stop i looked at (b/n) and he gave me a weak smile, i cried as i saw the glass shards that had impaled him. The words that haunt me everyday is "why didn't you save me" because i thought that i could save him, i was only fourteen, i thought that i would have been able to help. The words he actually said were "be yourself and don't ever forget that i love you"
I didn't know if he died in the car or not because i was pulled from the wreck and sent to a hospital, i kept asking about him but no one would tell me anything. That night my mom told me that he was gone, i had a broken arm and bruised rib, dad had a broken jaw and both legs were injured badly and (b/n)....
They couldn't save him
I couldn't save him
No one could.
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أدب الهواة[ON HOLD] Reposting from my other account (@FangirlFeatured) with major changes and possibly more chapters for a longer book Henry Bowers x Female Reader IT 2017 ............ You are accused of murder, get expelled, move schools, are forced to chang...