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Part One: Fools

One year before....

I felt nothing. Even after kissing different girls many different times, it was always the same, nothing. I thought I should feel something towards them but I just don't. I kept my lips pressed against the small, blonde girl's, hoping I would feel something. A spark of happiness, my heart flutter, my stomach churn, but it just didn't feel right. I kept my hands awkwardly on her waist, bored of kissing her already. Her cherry flavored lip-gloss lined my lips, as we pulled apart.

Her dark hazel eyes met mine as a smile formed on the corners of her lips.

"Night Connor..." She cooed, as she stepped inside her apartment, closing the door quietly behind her, leaving me in the silent outside world. I sighed before spinning on my heel and stumbling back to my old jeep that I've had since high school. I felt relieved to have those girl's lips off mine. I would have rather kissed a boy over her. I internally yelled at myself for having such thoughts. I like girls. I like girls... I like... boys? I sighed heavily as I wrapped my arms around myself, pulling my jean jacket tighter. I climbed in my car and whipped her lip-gloss off my lips.

I popped a mint in my mouth, considering my breath smelled like alcohol because of the stupid party she forced me into. I fumbled with the car keys before I was about to turn the car on, the headlights brighting the dark street in front of me. I pulled away from her apartment rather quickly, relived that I lived 20 minutes away from her. I'm never seeing her again. Not after tonight.

Why did I kiss her? I asked myself. I shook my head as I switched the radio station. God, I hate this song.

Click. I switched the station once again.

Click. Sad music is the last thing I want to hear right now.

Click. Nope. Not rap.

Click. Are there any good stations right now?

Click. Click.Click.

A song tried to play but was taken over by the sound of static. I hit the off button, annoyed that nothing was going the way I wanted it to. My vision was blurred slightly by the amount of drinks I consumed tonight. I hate parties. And bars. Why did I even go? I hate her anyways. Why did I let her kiss me? She's obviously with like 3 other guys. God, I hate this.

The ear-piercing screech of swerving car tires and honking filled the silent highway. I glanced in front of me to see headlights before slamming on my brakes. My body was thrown forward by the impact of the hit. Glass exploded off the windshield, the crunching sound of the two cars colliding rang through my ears. My heart beat out of my chest as I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping I was just dreaming. My head spun as my body jolted around. The airbag never opened, causing me to slam my head onto the steering wheel... and everything went black.

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Sweat lined my forehead when I woke up. My whole body hurt. Where am I? My heart raced.

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