Death Wish

Chapter 2: Torture Chamber in Disguise

Brrrrrriiiiiinnnnggggg.

The bell goes off, signaling the end of school. Thank goodness. Can't wait to leave this torture chamber in disguise. I practically run to my locker and shove all my books into my backpack.

"Are you trying to kill it?"

I look up and see Lorenzo with a smug smile on his face.

Jerk. Thinks he's so cute. I could barf. For the second time today. He just ruined my very tiny good opinion of him. Oh well. His fault.

I roll my eyes at him and start speeding to the bus. He blabbers on about his classes, but I tune him out. He leaves me to go find out what bus he's on, and I board my bus, smile at the driver, and sit down behind her. I feel the seat rise with the weight of someone else next to me and feel their arm around me. I look at them, giving them a glare that sends all freshmen with their tails between their legs. It's some lousy senior trying to hit on me. I've seen him around before, but don't know him because we run in different circles. He recoils in shock, mumbles something close to sorry, and leaves the seat. I hear his obnoxious friends laughing and then I feel another shift in my seat. I sigh and look over. You've got to be kidding me. Lorenzo rides this bus? Grrrrrr. He smiles at me and I huff. I've put up with him following me all day, but now he has to stalk me? I know there are only like two buses in our school, but does he have to be on this one??? Why not the other?

I grit my teeth and say politely, "Can you find another seat? I'm this close to kicking you off."

I see the driver look at me and I groan inwardly.

"Never mind."

He grins and I have to physically restrain myself from punching him in his perfect teeth. Once the bus starts moving, he turns to me.

"Why don't you like me?" He asks curiously.

And the arrogance never stops! Wow, shocker!

"I'm sorry, did your bloated pride get wounded? Oh please forgive me, your Royal Jerkness," I practically snarl.

He flinches and I see hurt flicker in his gorgeous green eyes.

Snap out of it. He's arrogant and a jerk. You can't like him.

Then what he says next demolishes any guilt I have over hurting him.

"How can you say that? I only asked that because-"

"Because you're a jerk who can't handle the truth. You think you dictate the school because you're good-looking. You're egotistical, judgmental, and shallow. You care about no one but yourself. Any escape from you and your presence would be a blessing," I whisper furiously so the driver can't hear.

I turn my head and look out the window. I can't take people for one more second. They are annoying and only think about themselves. I ask the driver to stop and I get off and start walking. Following the road, I walk for about two miles until I reach the forest that separates the school from the rest of the tiny town in Xrandren. There is a slight chill for the end of August. The air is crisp and clean and new, almost as if it is freshly made for every newcomer. I love autumn. People start to retreat into their houses and don't look at you crazy because it's not freezing cold. They don't care what you do as long as they don't rob you. Lost in my thoughts, I wander to my favorite rock in the middle of a river, carefully navigate my way through the rushing water, and plop down.

I don't understand! Why can't he just leave me alone? I don't need a reminder of how amazing he is.

Despite my temper, I think back to the day of the accident. This always happens when I have any free time to think. I try to keep myself as busy as possible to stay away from those thoughts, signing up for AP classes and doing a bunch of useless clubs that would look good on a college application. Which is useless because I'll be dead by then. But hey, preoccupation can't hurt. Today, I decide to relish in these thoughts. It's been a terrible day and I want the pain of the memories to wash away the pain of today. I let myself drift away into my thoughts.

It was a gorgeous spring day. The sky was a pale pastel blue and there's not a cloud in sight. The flowers had bloomed in the meadows, creating a myriad of colors lining the road to town. We had just come from our aunt's house that she left us in the mountains after spring break and we were blissfully happy. My dad let me drive the minivan so he could talk to my mom in the back. I glanced in the rear view mirror with the dark blue eyes I inherited from my father and saw my mom and dad holding hand with a their heads close together. Twenty years of marriage and they still acted like lovestruck teenagers. I was singing along to the radio with my brother up front and my sister in the row behind us. Life was pretty great right now. I had loving parents, great siblings, and awesome friends. We reached Main Street and stopped at one of the few stop signs in town. It was my turn to go and I had turned left when a car drove through and  smashed into the driver's side. The screams of my siblings and parents echoed in my ears. The squeal of metal against metal shrieked all around me. I felt the car spinning around and around. I was powerless. I couldn't do anything to help my family. I heard my mom whisper 'I love you' to my dad before she died. I couldn't move my head, couldn't see anything but the blur of the shops. The car spun out of control and hit another car. The impact had our car flipping over and over. My head was smashed by the airbag and the it took my breath away. I couldn't hear anything. No screams of pain or terror. The air bag was suffocating me. I couldn't feel anything, I couldn't see anything, I was all alone. That was my last thought as I gave myself up to the darkness seeping into me.

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A/N

How was the crash scene? Did it make sense? The way it impacted? I wanted the car the spin around then flip over, does it follow the laws of physics and stuff?

Pictured: The forest Linnea ran into

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