So called "Lucky One"

Goodbye

I looked back and saw a car approaching me. I knew what was going to happen. I was going to die right here, right now. "Everything will be alright..." I whisper to myself.

I suddenly felt someone push me. I slowly opened my eyes to see who it was that saved me.

It was Kristen.

The next thing I knew, I saw my best friend, Lying on the road with the pool of her own blood with injuries all over her body. I rushed to her hoping she was still conscious, hoping none of that happened. Then It hit me. I just then realized that similar events are happening from that past incident.

"No, no, no, please don't die, don't leave me, not this way, please." I said begging her. "Shhhhh..." she shushed. "I'm okay, don't worry, I'm fine." She said as she tried smiling despite the pain she's feeling.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault again." tears were flowing non stop from my eyes. "It's not your fault Eleanor. You've been great these days, you've made a lot of friends." She said. "But none of that matters, if you're not with me" I argued. "Eleanor, listen to me" she requested.

"yes Kristen?" I replied.

"Eleanor, I am so proud of you..." she said as she smiled and closed her eyes.