This chapter is all about what goes on in Roni's mind
Veronica POV
After the fake smile from school wear off, like a switch, I instantly frown. Nessa would always make me feel happy when I'm sad. I know I have my friends like Anna and my parents to cheer me up, but no one can change my mood like Nessa did. Aaron caused this. He was in that damn car with her. As mad as I am towards him, their is a part of me that knows it wasn't his fault. I want to forgive him but he basically took away the one person I needed that helped me navigate through life. My parents used to think that I needed more time but once I told them that I was "fine" they thought I was ok. I keep repeating the incident in my mind and why it wasn't me instead.FLASHBACK
Anna and I were doing a weekend project for school. Aaron and Nessa were going on another date. Ever since Aaron moved to LA they have been stuck to each other like glue. We were almost done with the project when my mom ran into my room. She yells, " Vanessa's hurt we have to go!" Anna and I didn't say a word. We just ran. I walked into that awful room and looked at Nessa. The doctor told us she was on life support. My parents had to decide if they wanted to pull her off life support. My mom was balling at this point. I wanted Nessa to be live but I didn't want her to suffer through this pain. "Sign them." I said. They looked at me with these beady eyes that I will never forget. "But Roni..." My dad stuttered "Sign Them!" I interrupted him and that's when they knew I was serious. All of a sudden the room started to get smaller and smaller to the point where it felt that it was only me and her in it. All I could her were muffled cries from Anna and my mom. I sit and hold her hand. "It's ok Nessa, you can go." "You will always be in my heart"
"I love you."And just like that she was gone.
A/N I know this was depressing. Sorry if this sucked I'm trying my best here
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Too Much
Beletrie1 week after Vanessa Merrell's death, her twin, Veronica, already started to cope with her loss. Was it to soon to forget. Will everything just be too much?