Blood. Blood everywhere.
Piercing Screams.
Sirens.
I couldn't see. I couldn't think.
Help. Needed help.
"BROOKE!"
I jolted awake, my heart still beating rapidly. I waited for my eyes to adjust to the brightness of my room.
"BROOKE SUMMERS!" My brother was calling me downstairs. "YOU'RE STARTING SCHOOL TODAY!"
"OKAY I GET THE POINT. STOP SHOUTING!" I shouted back as I got dressed and brushed my hair.
I climbed down stairs, dreading the fact that I had to face everyone at school. Nothing was the same after the accident.
"Hey Brooke," my brother Axel said as he handed me a plate of pancake. "Don't worry about it."
I knew he was trying to comfort me but I only felt worse. I didn't even have the appetite to eat.
"I'll leave first," I pushed the plate away and scrambled out the door. "I'll see you later."
Axel and I looked very similar, eyes as blue as the ocean, hair as blonde as the sunshine. We lived alone. Our father had died when I was five and Axel was nine. After that, our mother was never the same. She left for months, coming back to visit for only a few days, and has continued on doing that for twelve years. Thankfully, when our father died, he left us a huge sum of money for us to live on. Axel, at only age nine, had to take care of me, causing him to be held back on many occasions at school, graduating last year, at the age of 21. He's starting college in one month, at a nearby college, not wanting to leave me alone.
Around Axel, I could let my guard down. I trust him with my life, just as he trusts me with his. He's the only one I have left and the only one I trust.
***
I trudged slowly to class, putting on a impassive face. I know everyone's gaze is on me, some pitying, some judging, some disgusted.
"I feel so sorry for her. I wonder how she's coping."
"She doesn't look like she's sad. I wonder if she even liked him."
I keep my head down. I hate the attention. I hate the pity. I hate the rumors. I want to be fine again.
***
As much as school was different, it was also the same. Nothing else had changed, except for the fact that I had no friends and no Jake. All the other people were moving along like nothing happened. I was the only one stuck in quicksand, unable to get out. Trapped in my own world, with crystal walls that couldn't be shattered.
Oh, there's a new kid in our class. We rarely have new kids in our small beach town. It was too bland, too boring, for most people. His name was...Dave? Damon? Damian. That was it. I guess he was somewhat cute since girls in our school were gushing about him. I, however, wasn't paying attention. I don't think I have the capability to love again after the accident. It hurts too much.
NOTE:
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