Imperfect Me. (ON HOLD)

Chapter 31

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JADE:

I'm somewhere high, above the ground. I feel a slight bruising around my ribs and my leg stings from a long scratch that runs along my bear shin. Cold bites at me as the air brushes against me making the navy skater dress I'm wearing ruffle; dancing in the air.

Suddenly a sense of weightlessness overcomes me. I'm falling, I flail in the air trying to find something to stop me, save me from an impending death. After a moment of struggle I stop; knowing it's no use.

I keep my eyes open as the Ground starts to come closer and I rotate seeing the inky sky, then the pavement, the sky, the pavement ... then it's gone. Gabbe falls beside me crying and laughing all at once. I clasp her and hug her tight. She's alive. I can hold her! I can touch her!!

But then everything changes. I blink disoriented before I recognise the car. The interior the same, the same old blanket discarded on the back seats with the little troll hanging front the mirror glass. A blinding lights hits my eyes. It takes a second to truly understand what is going on as the car flys spinning. my mind registers a moment too late: crash. The seat belt digs into my chest. I feel winded but fully aware of what's going on, I scream as a piece of glass scratches me. An arm grips me and pulls me out.

Just as I'm out I try to run to the passenger side. She's there, she's hurt, it's my fault. The same hand restricting me from going. The car explodes into a ball of light and flame and there she disappears in the hungry flames. I watched her that last tear fall down her beautiful, bloody face. I cry harder. My heart aches as I watch her die; the pain a hundred times worse than when the pain that erupts near my scalp as it hits the pavement from the impact of the explosion.

The pain a hundred times worse than the time I ran and fell on the stone slabs as a child scarring my stomach. I close my eyes not wanting to be there.

Not wanting to be alive when my life cost hers.

Not wanting to do anything but follow her where she went.

The black everyone wears around me as the sun rises and we stand at her grave. I can't bear to stand there any longer as the ceremony takes place. It was my duty to protect her and here she is 6 feet under.

The pitying glances making me feel more angry at myself, why can't they stop looking. I run out mid ceremony unable to stand and watch the glimmer that used to shine in my mothers eyes fade. My father who always stood tall and strong looking like a lost boy.

"Dead"
"Dead"
"Dead"
Because of me.

I slap myself over and over again till my cheek numbs.
I'm back at where I began, the strange place where everything is tiny at this height however, this time I feel fear and anger. But to who? To what?

I don't know.

I blink awake as my heart pounds against my ribs as if trying to break free.

I get up although I just woke up. Black spots enter my vision at the sudden movement. I stop waiting for it to subside before running down the stairs. I don't want to be alone right now... The dream replays in my mind over and over like a broken recorder.

Hannah and Kris are both sat on the couch, cuddled up as they talk to each other. I don't want to intrude but I really don't want to be alone. I feel like they're actually having a moment so I slip into the kitchen despite being scared of being alone.