The Comeback

Prologue - Jake Wood

~read A/N at the end~

-Prologue-
Jake Wood

Cassidy Morris is the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. And believe me, I’ve seen plenty of girls. But she’s not the most beautiful one because she’s perfect or breath taking. It’s not about her looks, God knows there are prettier girls out there. She’s beautiful because she’s Cassidy Morris.

She a cute brunette with a messy, –and when I say messy I really mean messy– curly hair. Almost like Merida from her favourite movie, Brave. She’s always fighting with her hair, trying to tame it but it’s hopeless, though I believe she’s even cuter when she’s yelling at her hair in front of the mirror. She has a lot of freckles and she hates them, but they look so cute on her skin. I adore the ones that adorn the bridge of her nose and when she puckers up she looks adorable. She also has these incredible green eyes with long dark eyelashes. That’s the only feature she likes about herself. She also always complains that she’s too short, but I find her height perfect for when I hold her in my arms, the top of her head is right under my chin. She’s skinny, she says she’s boyish skinny and that her body forgot going through puberty, but that it’s not true. She has her curves, they are just not luscious curves like other women’s. She is adorable, she has the cutest smile and most melodious laughter you’ve ever heard.

And that’s not all! She’s kind, she’s funny, she’s smart, she’s compassionate, she’s sensible. She’s also a coward. When we watch horror movies she is always hiding and can’t sleep alone after that.

She is my best friend and I’m madly in love with her, but I’ve never had the guts to tell her how I feel. That until today. I’ve finally made the decision, this time I will tell her, I’ll take the risk. Maybe she only sees me as a friend, but I have to tell her. I can’t keep it this inside of me anymore.

But maybe I should’ve waited.

It’s not a good idea to drive when you’ve had a few drinks already, when your mind is already misty and you’re led by your impulses. It’s a bad idea to cry out loud that you’re going to tell her everything when everyone around is drunk and no ones is able to stop you from doing something stupid. It’s not a good idea to drive when you think you’re invincible, because you’re not.

It’s not a red light what stops me when I’m driving at top speed to her home. Nope. It’s a bright white light that blinds me and makes everything around disappear. I have to raise my arms to cover my eyes and I try to turn the wheel, but there’s a reason why you can’t drive when you’re drunk. You can’t react properly, your body doesn’t respond the way you want.

In a matter of seconds, the noise of crushing metal is thunderous, the light is still blinding me as my body hits the airbag with my face getting trapped somehow. I’m not sure, but everything seems to be spinning and the seatbelt breaks loose and I’m bouncing against the car walls, my body like bag of something really heavy. Potatoes, maybe.

From white, everything goes to black and red. I can’t see anything and I try to move, but I feel trapped. I can’t hear anything for a few moments until the screams and sirens fill the air. I try to crawl out of the car but I feel like I’m leaving something behind. I wonder why I’m not in pain, it’s obvious I crushed and badly, but I barely feel my body at all. Maybe later all the pain will come.

I get out of the car and finally I can see, but everything is blurry again. I look back and I cringe. My car doesn’t look like a vehicle anymore, it’s just a junk pile and there’s smoke coming out of it. I try to smell something, but I can’t. I don’t recognise any smell at all and I wonder if there’s something wrong with my nose. Maybe I broke it or something.