Goodbye Mariah

Chapter 1

The Present

In loving memory of Mariah.........................

Yes i'm a ghost, and yes i'm watching my friends and family right now mourn my death at this stupid funeral my mom put together. My death was not supposed to bring everyone together to mourn my death, they were all supposed to just forget me and move on like they did when my brother died. We didn't have a funeral for him, we all just moved past it, except me.......... That's why I took my life.........................

1 Week Ago...
10 Minutes Before Mike's Death

"Mariah! If you don't get down stairs we are going to be late for school, and if you make me late then I'm no longer driving you to school!" My brother screamed from downstairs in the kitchen. "Give me a second Mike!" I hurried up, put my necklace on, and grabbed my bag and threw it over my shoulder. I rushed down the stairs and got in the passenger seat before he even got in the car. I rolled the window down "Mike hurry up, we're going to be late!" I started laughing, he may be 2 years older than me but I still love making fun of him.

"Wanna pick a song? I'll let you have the radio in the morning on the way to school if i get to have it on the way home" He hands the phone to me and i play "Sara by, We Three", the song is kinda sad and i can feel my brother staring at me while im looking out the window, but he knows that i love this song so he lets it play.

"Mariah, you know I'm here if you need to talk right?" He pauses my song and looks at me, "Ya i know, keep your eyes on the road." I'm starting to get uncomfortable, I don't like talking about serious topics with him, he's not supposed to be my therapist. "M'' he says quietly, that's my nickname for him, he's called me that since i was 8. "Why were you crying last night? Talk to me", he sounds worried. "Mike i'm fine", "No your not, you were crying and i want to know why so i can make sure your ok:", "I'M NOT A LITTLE KID ANYMORE IM 16 YEARS OLD, YOU DON'T NEED TO MAKE SURE IM OK ALL THE TIME". I realize I'm yelling and I feel bad but he's always acting like I'm 10 or something.

It all happened so fast but outta nowhere the car swerved and another car ran right into the left side of the car, the side he was on........ Our car flips over and is now upside down, i'm still conscious but i dont think Mike is. My ears are ringing and my arm is in so much pain, I think I broke it. I'm watching the other people get outta there car and run over to ours. They see me trying to get out of the car and they rush over to my side, "Honey get the kids outta the car make sure they're ok and call 911. Hello my name is Jack i'm gonna help you but you need to stay still ok?" He says, he sounds calm, I don't know how. He yanks the right door the rest of the way off and pulls me out carefully. "Are you ok? What's your name? ", He started panicking, but I didn't care. I got up and rushed straight to Mike's side of the car and pulled on it. "MIKE, MIKE, MIKE CAN YOU HEAR ME!" I start crying, he has to be ok, I tell myself.

"MIKE!, PLEASE GET UP." I start panicking, and I look at the guy that just helped me, "GET OVER HERE AND HELP ME!" He rushes to my side and yanks the door off and helps me pull Mike out. I am now on the ground holding Mike's head crying, "MIKE, YOU NEED TO GET UP, PLEASE MIKE, WAKE UP." The cops pull up behind me and they start telling me to move outta the way, but i don't, i can't and i won't. He's already gone. I know he is, there is nothing that they can do. All I want is to sit here and hold him until mom gets here.

"Ma'am you need to move", They tell me. I told them no, so one of the officers had to grab me and pull me off to the side while the medics and other officers came in and checked him. An ambulance finally arrived and they loaded my brother in, I crawled in behind them and held his hand and put my head on his chest throughout the whole ride. When we got to the hospital they took him to the back and I had to go to a different room to get checked. My left arm was sprained and I had to get 7 stitches on my forehead above my right eye. After they were done checking me I got sent to the waiting room to wait for the news on Mike because they were busy.

I got to the waiting room and called Daniel, "Hello? Why aren't you in class right now, we are in 3rd hour and you already missed a test" he said the minute he picked up the phone. I started crying then told him everything that had happened. "Mike's ok, he's gotta be right?" I ask him, "Ya, everything is going to be ok Mariah, but i have to go ok? I just got yelled at to put my phone away, I'll let Jack, Kaci and Justin know what's going on next hour and we will all come over after school" he says, but I can tell he's worried. He hangs up the phone before I can say anything else.

I sat in the waiting room waiting for almost an hour and then mom finally showed up. "Honey, where is your brother, what happened? "She asked me, but when she did she sounded concerned and angry? "They took him to the back" my voice cracked. "Ok, well what happened?" She looked me directly in the eye and I could tell she was about to scream. "We um... He asked me why I was crying in my room last night and I told him I was fine, and we kinda got into an argument and then the other car hit us." I started crying, I could tell that she thinks it's my fault.

"So let me get this straight, you got into an argument with your brother, and instead of him paying attention to the road he was paying attention to you." She starts crying, "And now he might be dead because of you...... All because you couldn't tell him what was wrong? GOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU MARIAH." I broke into tears and before I could say anything, the doctor walked out. She looks at us and the first word that comes outta her mouth makes me fall to the floor and scream-cry. I'm sorry but............. I instantly felt as if I was dying, my whole world just ended. My brother is dead, My best friend is dead. The only person I could ever talk to is dead................... Gone........... Forever..................