First got out of bed in a daze and his head was throbbing with pain. He got a random outfit from his closet.
He walked into the bathroom rubbing the sleepiness from his swollen eyes. Even though the accident happened a while ago, he still couldn't forget it.
He remembers the cop car sirens and the officers, the caution tape, road blockers, everything clear as day. He cried every night since that day, up until now.
The first thing he did when he got into the bathroom was take a cold shower. He still had a hangover from the night before and needed to cool off.
He closed his eyes as the water dripped from his dark brown(almost black) hair onto his face and sighed.
He finished off and got dressed, looking at a beautiful photo of him standing next to his little brother smiling. The photo was old but kept in good condition. The only damage done to the photo was the side that was torn off leaving only an arm still showing. He put it away, showing his poker face, and headed out ready to go.
Sorry, short chapter is just a small narrative from First's POV and a little part of what he goes through every day in this story
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The Accident
FanfictionFirst's little brother went with his friends to a party late one night, and they crashed. First's brother was the only one who died. Khao, his brother's best friend, caused the crash hence First hated him and blamed only him for his brother's death...
