Alive - Zalfie (BOOK 2)

30. The voice

Chapter 30 - The voice

Pregnant. Helena was pregnant. I wondered why Thomas had ran away when hearing the news. Was he afraid that the child wasn't his? Was he not ready to be a father?

But I did get an idea when Helena asked me if I could remember anything. What if I went back to the scene where I wrecked my car. Would I be able to remember something? I decided that I would call Megan the next day to hear what she thought.

I said goodbye to Helena and promised her to call her soon. I understood why she didn't want to lie to give Thomas an alibi but I was also disappointed at the same time.

"Little one?" I heard Alfie call me when I had closed the front door.

"Yes?" I said while turning around to look at him.

"You should be resting instead of playing a detective," he chuckled sadly. I returned him a weak smile and made my way to bed. Alfie had always slept in a different bed since we weren't officially back together. We hadn't kissed yet either. It made me very sad but maybe Alfie was just not ready yet.

To my surprise Alfie followed me to bed and laid down next to me in bed.

"I miss you," he whispered in my ear."And I'm sorry."

"I miss you too," I whispered back.

"Do you think we could ever be together again?" he asked, his eyes turned sad.

"We should try," I told him with a smile.

He smiled back at me and gave me a kiss on the forehead. "Good night, little one."

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"So," Megan started. "You want to return to that tunnel just in case you remember anything?"

"Exactly," I said. She raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. We were driving on the motorway for a while now and I had the time to tell her everything about yesterday. About Helena's pregnancy and about my idea.

"Oh, I have something to tell you," Megan changed the subject. "I'm trying to contact everyone who was in the simulation with me." My stomach flipped at the word simulation. "I thought you could help me to meet Poppy and Jim."

"Yeah, sure," I agreed. "I've got their phone numbers if you want them." I got out my phone to hand her the numbers, but she started talking again.

"I found Tanya's phone number," she said. "She's six months pregnant now."

"Oh really?" I hadn't thought much about Tanya anymore. I had murdered her brother, William in the simulation. It made me feel like a horrible person, so I've pushed the memory of the both of them far into the back of my mind.

"I want to make things right again with William too," she continued, naming the person I never wanted to think about again. The image of me stabbing him right in the chest popped up in my head again. How could I ever murder a person? "I'm going to see them in a few days. I thought maybe... You'd want to see them too. To apologize."

"I don't know," I admitted. Seeing William and Tanya made me feel anxious. But they'd understand that those circumstances were very different than real life, right?

"They're alright with it," she tried to persuade me. "I've asked."

"Fine," I agreed. I had nothing better to do anyway and it might be the right opportunity to get a closure of what happened. Of everything that had happened.

Only a few minutes later we were entering the tunnel. But no, there was no huge flashback that played before my eyes. We just drove through the tunnel, without me feeling a thing. Megan parked the car once we were out of the tunnel and we got out of the car.

"What do you want to do?" she asked me.

"I want to have a look at the place where I crashed," I answered. There wasn't that much traffic on the roads, so getting on the road for a while wouldn't be a problem.

"Are you mad?" Megan exclaimed. "This is a motorway, Zoe. You can't just walk into that tunnel."

"Oh, watch me," I said, not feeling a little anxious. I wanted answers and I felt like this was the only way to get them. I was walking closer to the tunnel when Megan grabbed my arm roughly and pulled me away. Not even a second later, a truck flew by and left a breeze of wind.

Because of Megan pulling me away so abruptly I felt a stinging pain between my ribs. I gasped for air as the pain really sunk in. Breathing, though, didn't seem like the best thing to do. It caused me to scream out because it hurt so bad. And that's when I remembered.

The car next to me had been driving next to mine the whole time, trying to get me of the road. He eventually succeeded in the tunnel. The impact of the crash was so hard that I had hurt my head and chest very badly.

I felt the gash on my head with my fingers. Blood had been flooding out of it, but I was conscious when it happened.

"Are you alright?" Megan asked me. I didn't answer but stared at the tunnel instead. I had almost died in there. But I wasn't able to call an ambulance so... who did?

"I'll get you in the car," she said as I wasn't responding. She grabbed my arm again, gently this time and opened the car door for me. I sat down inside willingly. When she slammed the door shut I had another memory. A voice. A male voice that had spoken to me from the passenger's seat. Shh, you're not going to die yet. I called 999.

"Oh my god," I whispered. The voice was from someone I knew, but it wasn't Thomas' voice. He was innocent. But would that be enough for the police to release him? I didn't think so.