Heartbreak of a Teenage Mind

 

Chapter one

 

It felt like a normal day. The rain was heavy, as always, and just like every other day it was incredibly chilly. Mum was driving us back from Mikes football game. His team had lost thirty to forty five, the fact that they lost didn't change the fact that me and mum had screamed our hearts out cheering. Mum had bought Mikey and I a pie each after to say congrats to Mikey's hard effort even though Mikey was positive he was the one who had let the whole team down. I had thought at the time he was just being a sook.

When we hopped into the car, we were laughing at something that was funny at the time, I wish I could remember what we were laughing at now. Mum drove off, turning at the corners that needed to be turned. We were making our way home. I thought that it was luck that we were catching every green traffic light, now I just think everything could be different if we had caught at least one red, you know, stopping at that one light could have changed my life forever.

Mikey was sitting in the front next to Mum who was driving. She let him sit up there because of his good efforts at the game that day. Mum had a happy smile on her face and was beaming at the road like it had something hilarious on it. After Mum and Dad had divorced a year and a half ago, Mum hadn't smiled for a long time.

Mikey and Mum were chatting away and I was just watching happily from the back, not having a worry in the world. My eyes glanced back up to yet another red light which had suddenly turned green just as we came up to it and Mum took off. I was the only one to see the speeding car coming in from the side who thought he still had time to take on the lights. I was the only one to see our impending doom come hurtling towards us and I was the only one to see the future flash before my eyes just before I felt the thunderous crash. I felt myself giving in, knowing that I was not going to survive something like this and questioning whether I really wanted to. That was when my world began to unravel.

 

 

 

 

 

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I never thought that a white ceiling would be so comforting. I stared at it as though it could save my life. Actually, I would kill to be that white ceiling, to be anything other than me at this moment. I couldn’t be me right now, not at a moment like this. I felt as though I couldn’t survive. Why did it have to be me? Did I do something wrong? Who the hell were I talking to, I’ve never believed in God and I especially don’t believe in him now.

Dad was coming to pick me up today. I had no choice but to leave this house that was full of so many memories. Dad was forcing me to move to his house in a small town just before Broome. He had moved there after Mum and he had divorced not even thinking about how far he would be from Mikey and I.

Mikey. I missed him so much. How much I needed his torments and annoying habbits in my life. I didn’t realise before that his annoying ways maybe what I missed about him most, because it was the annoying things about him that always forced me to be closer to him. After the accident he had had to go into intensive care because he had taken a massive blow to the head. The doctors had sworn they had done everything they could’ve but what can you really say to something like that when you had just lost your brother.

Then there was Mum who had died instantly. She was the closest to the impact from the other car. Every time I pictured her smile one minute and then her body being smashed the next, a grim image set around my head. I tried to shake the images of both of their bodies surrounding me but it caused a shiver to go down my spine.