Ambivalent

prologue

2 years earlier

It was pouring outside. My windshield wipers could barely keep up with the heavy rainfall. Not to mention it was incredibly dark for six o'clock on a Tuesday night in June. Usually the sun was out and shining bright. But not today. The wind started to pick up, making my car sway to the side a little. To say I was scared was an understatement.

"Jesus Christ," I mumbled under my breath. I decided to pull over to the side of the street until the rain calmed down a bit. Once I was parked, I reached over for my phone to call my mom to let her know I was okay but I might be here a while. She answered on the first ring, so typical. "Hey mom, I might be late getting home because of the rain. I just wanted to call so you don't freak out or anything." Outside I heard a noise. It sounded like a mix of sloshing and squeaking tires. It was faint at first, but then it started to get louder and louder.

"Alex, honey are you okay?"

I had barely noticed that my mom had been talking. The noise sounded closer now. Closer. Closer. Until..

"Alex!" was the only thing I remember hearing.

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Bright lights. Blaring noises. People shuffling, lifting me up. I was so confused, and I felt a heavy pull in my head trying to drag me down. My vision was blurry. All around me was the stench of blood. Its stickiness was everywhere. In my hair. On my face. On every part of my body. I couldn't move at all. It was like I was paralyzed. Or maybe I was. I could hear someone crying, but only faintly. The heaviness in my head clawed at me, growing stronger and making it harder for me to stay somewhat awake. It was practically begging me to fall under. Was I dying? Is this what dying felt like? I wasn't entirely sure. Through my blurry vision, I saw a pair of piercing blue eyes. I didn't know who they belonged to. Quickly, the heaviness took over me, and I drifted into unconsciousness.