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----Chloë Grace Moretz as Imogen----
~Imogen's POV~
Breath..in...out...in...I can't breath. I'm under water. Waves crash over, and over, and over. I need to get up...but I can't. Where's mum, dad, and Kaiden? Did the car sink with them inside? I need to get up. Another wave crashes over forcing me deeper...and deeper...and deeper.
I jolt upright in bed, the sheets twisted around my sweaty body. I feel as if I can't breath, I take deep breathes trying to fill my lungs. There's no need to panic it's okay, it was just a dream...no...a memory.
We are driving back from Kaiden's miniature league baseball game blasting God knows what on the radio and flying down the street along the ocean back to our house. Mum is joking about something to dad, and Kaiden and I are botching up the lyrics to the song. All was going fine until a drunk driver came soaring towards us going the wrong way. Dad tried to swerve us out of its wake, but it didn't help. I felt the collision in slow motion as it hit dad and Kaiden's side sending us over the railing and towards the deep ocean. We hit the water with a smack and dad and Kaiden weren't responsive while mum and I grappled for anything to get us out of the car. Water was pooling all around us and a deluge of tears steamed down both of our faces. This was it...we wouldn't make it. As the car fully submerged us in the water, mum was able to smash through one of the windows with one of the detachable head rests. Only the two of us were able to swim out...dad and Kaiden were gone.
I wipe the tears, that I didn't notice were steaming down my face, with my shaking hand. I check the clock on my nightstand, 2:37 am, great.
I'll never be able to get back to sleep, plus tomorrow is the start of a long weekend for the teachers to get our final grades in before our school year ends. I was supposed to be able to sleep in. However, I do have support group early at 10:00 tomorrow.
I would have never had to go there if it hadn't been for that drunk driver. Who knows though, I could have ended up there anyways, all messed up and broken like I am now.
I had made it home after walking around the park near the school and heading back to get my car yesterday. I just needed to calm myself down.
When I got home I did some homework that was do the next day, along with the history assignment I was supposed to do. Then I had a shower and lazed around dazed until I went to bed, pretty early I might add.
I don't even feel tired right now...even though I probably should be. Oh well. I scoot off of bed and walk out of my room heading down stairs.
I'm pretty thirsty actually, so I quickly make some tea with honey and plop myself on the couch sandwiched between some cushy pillows. Grabbing the remote of the table, I switch on the TV and start switching through Chanel's and letting my eyes focus on anything.
I briefly remember mum coming down in her robe and taking the remote from my limp hand, switching it of. She gave me the lightest kiss on my head before I drifted of into sleep.
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The strong smell of bacon wafts through my nose as I slowly wake up. I stretch my arms and back before popping of the couch and heading into the kitchen.
Mum is over the stove cooking some bacon, with a plate full of pancakes next to her. I go up behind her and hug her before I grab a plate and get a pancake and some bacon.
"Good Morning!" Mum sings, giggling at the end.
I give her a smile and muffle a 'good morning' through the bite of pancake in my mouth.
We sit and eat breakfast quietly, occasionally saying a few things, before mum gets up to leave.
"I have to go in for work today love, but you have support group in...oh! 15 minutes! You better hurry up and finish that breakfast of yours."
"I'll just take a snack with me, I should probably go." I reply to her before I start to rush up the stairs.
"Wait, wait, wait!" She yells from behind me and I turn to see her holding a large pill between her fingers. "You need to take this." My antidepressant pill...I forgot.
I take it from her hand and quickly swallow it before heading up to my room to change.
I pull on black leggings, a red sweatshirt, and some black boots before heading to the washroom and running a brush through my hair. I apply my usual concealer and eyeliner, and then grab my phone and purse before going back down stairs.
I jump in my car and drive over to our support group, there won't be that many people there today, I don't think.
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I stroll through the doors and take a seat in the circle noticing that Miles, Erik, Celeste, Annalise, and Aspyn are all here.
"Okay, that's everyone that's coming today, thank you for joining us miss
Amador." Says our councilor.
Okay let's get things started.
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AN- a shorter filler chapter explaining Imogen's background story on her depression. Hope for an update tomorrow!
~Shadow❤️
