Chapter 3: The Day that Ruined my life

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The day Matthew Hayes Carey died:
It all started when we were driving to the beach to get some fresh air because we just had finals. And we just wanted to ditch school for the day. It was a good day. We went to all the street stores and tried on different sunglasses. He bought me heart shaped sunglasses. We got one of those Kodak cameras where you take the pictures then go to the store and print them all out. We took pictures on the beach, in front of the Hollywood sign, trying on different sunglasses, biting into a HUGE hot dog. And more. We had roller blades on going down the streets with all the stores. We were having a race but holding hands at the same time and that wasn't a good idea because me being me I fell and he came down with me. We just layed there laughing our butts off for about 10 minutes. Then we went to the beach and went in the icy water. After wards I was freezing so him being him, gave me his coat and held me tight to his warm body.
It was a great day until we decided to go home. It was about 8 pm and my mother would have gotten worried. He got in the car and so did I.. That was a mistake.
We got in an argument in the car because I was stressing out because we ditched school and I didn't want anyone to find out. And he kept telling me it's fine and I shouldnt be so anxious all the time and such a goody goody to just "chill". That made me mad and I started to raise my voice and we were just bickering. I stopped talking giving him the silent treatment, and he looked out at me and held my hand and kissed it but then everything went BOOM. we were hit. I remember waking up in the car looking over at Matthew I was shocked because his eyes were closed and I looked at his chest and he wasn't breathing. I tried to get up but my leg hurt extremely bad. So I kinda just layed over the center consol putting my head to his chest. No heartbeat. I realized something at the very moment my boyfriend, love, study partner, soulmate, best friend... Was dead. No more 3 hour long phone calls with him, no more laughing at his stupid jokes, no one to help me up (after they laugh) when I fall repeatedly, no more cuddle nights, no more Matthew. I couldn't think straight. People were standing around the crushed car and I opened my door and screamed
"DONT JUST STAND THERE DO SOMETHING CALL 911!!!" Then the lady said
"Oh right I'm on it."
I held his icy cold hand which was usually warm and kept telling myself everything will be okay and in a few months things will be back to normal. But that didn't happen. I looked over at Matt
"Matthew please. Please don't leave me. I don't know what I can do without you" I pleaded. With my door open, I heard in the distance "our" song. It was coming from the street stores. I was so close to crying when I heard "Die A Happy Man" but I didn't. if you have heard that song before it goes "if all i got is your hand in my hand they baby i could die a happy man." it was so creepy because he was still holding my hand. that song related to life right now.
Once the ambulance arrived they pulled him on a stretcher and me as well. We got to the hospital and the doctor told me that my leg was broken. I called my mom and told her the whole situation she came to the hospital right away. I couldn't stop thinking about Matt. I didn't know what to do.
"Honey you look sick" my mom said
"Well yeah Matthew just kinda died" I said.
"You don't even look upset.... Why arnt you crying? I mean you don't have to but the Emma I know would." She stated.
"Because if I cry.... I won't ever stop."

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Sorry for the short chapter! Please give me feedback! And again this chapter isn't edited.

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