Our Story/TBS imagine

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"Hi Haz!" I was at the end on the garden, right past the trees sitting next to a small pond.

Thomas's house was unexpectingly big.
It has 5 bedrooms, way to small for three people. I don't know how he liked it when he was on his own.

I sat next to her and pulled my legs up to my chest.

"Please, Y/N, don't call me that." She replied.
"Oh sorry, I for-"
She interrupted me "my mum used to call me it. It was like our thing you see. We weren't the bestest of friends with her. We argued a lot you see, but then we would become best friends. She used to say 'why do you wear some much dark make up, Haz, I can't see your beautiful eyes under at that stuff. And that horrible necklace, you shouldn't really wear that Haz, it's not pretty.' she was talking about my dog collar. I would tell her time and time again that's it's who I am and I'm a goth and I'm sorry I'm not the way she you wanted me to be. Then I would run to my room crying or screaming. My dad, I loved my dad so much. I was such a daddy's girl and he would come to my room and tell me 'come on Hazil! Don't you think you over reacted?' Then I would tell him everything that made me sad and he used to listen."

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I wouldn't of said it if I knew your mum called you that." I felt awful like a stone had fallen to the bottom of my stomach and was weighing me down.

"It fine." She sighed.

Silence fell as I wondered what to say.

I opened my mouth to ask how she was but her voice replaced mine.

"We came to meet you." She looked at me.

I looked at her, shocked. "What?"

"The crash, it happened in America. Mum was so eager to come and meet you. . I remember watching the crash." A tear fell down her face "I went to a gas station to get a drink as mum and dad were turning round. I walked out of the station and everything went in slow motion. My mum was waving at me. Then my dad smiled at me. Then I saw the car coming. I ignored it. But then I realised its speed. There was two people arguing in it, I didn't see their faces. They weren't watching the road just screaming. 'MUM!' I screamed she looked at me then at the road. My dad had already saw them and tried to spin the wheel they turn to the right quickly. Then" she was crying, but didn't want to break down until she had finished.
My heart was sinking.

"The car went straight into the side where my mum was. The other car made a loud banging noise and I saw smoke coming out of the engine.
My parents car was tumbling over and over again. I was screaming 'MUM! DAD!' And I was crying and crying. I kept falling over my own feet. Finally they stopped rolling after about 5 times. I got there. I was on my dad's side, he was still breathing, but there was so much blood he told me he loved me and he was going to be fine. Then I looked at my mum. Her eyes were closed and They weren't going to open again. Then the ambulance came.
The other car exploded but I'm not sure when, I was trying to get my dad out of the car. The paramedics did everything they could. But sometimes, it's not enough. Then I went to some massive building. Then I phoned Thomas and he came and got me.
I hated you because you were the reason we came.
Now there's no one who understands me.
I'm bullied at school. I'm a goth who's an orphan. I argued with everyone because I don't listen.
I had a boyfriend, who I broke up with before we left for America. After that no one wanted to be my friend because he was popular and Im not. I just don't know what to do with my life anymore. Its so messed up Y/N, and to make it even worse, I don't even know who was in that other car."