My Safe Haven (BxB)

Chapter XXVII - Lights Out

Christian's POV – 26 August 2019

Pain. That's all I feel as I run away from Sunny View, to my car. I really don't think I'd be able to continue on with my day as if everything is normal, whereas things are far from normal. What did I do to deserve this? After wearing my heart on my sleeve, and showing Andrew that I care about him time and time again, this is what I'm going to get back? A freaking breakup? And I know you're probably thinking 'Well Christian, if you feel this way, why didn't you stay and tell Andrew all this?' The issue is, the last thing I want to do is argue with him. Sometimes I feel like my love for him, comes at a detriment to me; and I hate that I can't do anything to change that.

As I bolt towards the car, I fish out my car keys and unlock the vehicle, jumping in as soon as I get to it. When I close the door, my eyes open flood gates of tears. "How can Andrew do this to me?" I ask no one in particular. I mean, I understand that things may have went south for him after our kiss on Friday, but for him to do this? I'm incredibly hurt by his actions.

Now that I think about it, people like Andrew are the reason why some people end up having trust issues. He was the first person I truly opened up to, I was there for him when his friends weren't, I took care of him when his father beat him beyond recognition, now he's going to do this?

And what I hate the most is the fact that just a couple of weeks back, I thought my friendship with him was through because of the whole ordeal that led to my suspension, and stupid me forgave him as soon as I saw his ass on my front porch. Now this? There's no coming back from this now! Andrew and I are done, FOR GOOD! I chant, the pain I was feeling, all of a sudden surpassed by the anger that arises from thinking about this situation. I love him so much, but I love myself more to stay out of his way. If he doesn't think I'm good for him, then fine!

I insert my keys into the ignition, turning it and bringing the car to life. I steer out of the parking space, ready to get home and forget that this ever happened. I drive out of the school and get on the road. Now that I think about all this, I really can't help but think of how inconsiderate the blonde haired boy is. He just had to break these news out to me on a freaking Monday, and ruin not only my day, but possibly the rest of the school week? Who does that?

Now I have the responsibility of not only getting over him, but of breaking the news to Pamela as well. Gosh, she's going to be so disappointed that I once again have to spend lunches with her because I have no friends. Or possibly, go back to spending lunches by myself. As if on cue, the radio station plays a Celine Dion jam. Now get me, I don't have a problem listening to Celine, but not when the song is All By Myself.

I groan in frustration at the realization of how closely the lyrics related to my current situation, and I turn the radio off as soon as I stop at the red light. This momentary stop, allows me time to think my decision of going back home through.

"Home or the mall?" I ask myself. I mean, being at home would just mean that I'd drown myself in the sorrow that I'm feeling, but if I went to the mall, at least I'd be around people, and I wouldn't be as depressed.

So I contemplate taking a left turn, which is the direction I usually take when I go home, or do I take a right, which is the turn I would take when I go the mall...

BEEP! The car behind me honks, taking me out of my stupor and reminding me that I was creating traffic. I turn and see that the light is green, so I take a right turn and head towards the direction of the mall, not without missing the weird sound my car made as I turned.

"Damn, I really need to get my car serviced" I say to myself.

Well you know what that means? My subconscious retorts. If I want to service my car, that means I have to go back to work, and probably compromise my school work, again!

With all that's happening, you still have people like Andrew who felt the need to say 'I have things easy!' What's easy about the life I live? What's easy about having to compromise your school life, and your childhood, so you can take care of all the things grown-ups should be taking care of? Absolutely nothing! That boy has a freaking nerve!

"My goodness" I groan at the realization of the fact that as hard as I may try to get this boy out of my head, his stupid, yet cute face is still stuck in my brain like a piece of chewing gum stuck at the bottom of your shoe. Why can't we have an on and off switch for our emotions, I ponder, before speeding down the road in an attempt to clear my mind at the very least. I crack my window open, just a bit, so I can let in some fresh air to clear my mind, before I hear that weird sound again.

"What the fuck is that?" I wonder out loud. Goodness, I really need to find out what's wrong with this freaking car. Cars have a tendency of freaking me the heck out, with good reason at that. I've seen a lot of freak accidents on the news to be freaked out by them.

I continue driving down the road, towards an intersection, when I go to hit the brakes. I place my foot on the brakes and push softly, before I hear the odd noise again, but the car doesn't come to a halt.

"What the fuck?" I question, panic slowly seeping in me.

What's happening? Why is the car not stopping?

I push really hard on the brakes, to no avail, as I get closer and closer to the intersection.

Now in full panic mode, I attempt to hit the brakes once again, but I stop mid maneuver as I come to realize that I may be in more danger than I initially thought, when I see that a truck is approaching the other side, and from the look of things, it has the right of way.

I push desperately on the brakes, still to no avail, then I remember...the flipping hand brake! But when I reach for the hand brake, I realize that its way too late as I'm already in the middle of the intersection, and the truck crushes into my car, full impact, sending my vehicle into a spinning mess, before it collides with yet another car, rolling it over.

Oh my God, the pain, I register as soon as the car comes to a stop.

I feel the blood rush to my head as the car lays flat on the ground with its roof, forcing me in an upside down position.

"He-help!" I yell weakly. "Somebody help!"

"Call an ambulance!" I hear someone call from a distance, before I hear a cracking sound, seeing an orange light illuminate from somewhere. My body weakens even further when I realize that this is not some random orange light, it's actually the light from the fire. My car is on fire!

I don't even attempt to move, because the reality is, I can't. Is this my way out? Am I really going to die here? I wonder, before Bella's face flashes in my mind. What would she be without me? My mother's face flashes as well, I'll never get to see her return from rehab. Andrew's face flashes by as well, as reality dawns on me that he's the only person outside of family that I've genuinely loved...

Before, I fall into a deep slumber, shutting my lights out.

*****

Happy New Year! I know it's still 2021 but I just wanted to wish you a Happy New Year in advance as my next update will be in 2022!

I hope every one of you has a fun and safe crossover into the New Year, and I'll see you then!

And, this time around, I won't say much about the Chapter because I'm just speechless. What the heck just happened? Poor Christian...

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