The Incident

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Chapter Seven:

My alarm went off at seven ‘o’ clock. I slowly opened my eyes, when I got up out of bed I looked in the mirror. I had mascara all over my face from crying, I didn’t even remember crying, but I knew I did. I checked my phone, I had one text message.. “Hey Care-Bear, I’m really sorry about what happened last night. Meet me at the school so we can finish our conversation.” Now I remembered what happened, I tried to tell him I couldn’t be with him, he got hurt.  I put on a grey hoodie, I was too upset to change into any decent clothes. I washed most of the mascara off my face and I brushed my hair. I brushed my teeth after I brushed my hair. Mother was still asleep. I left another note on the counter:

    Mother,

I am going out again, I will be back soon,I promise it won’t  take long.  I will pick-up Brice  from daycare today,I am not going to drive my car. Today I am babysitting  him. His mum will be here to pick him up at around six ‘o’ clock. I am going to be home by 9:00 this morning. I will call your phone if I need anything.

                            Love,

        Carrie.

I walked out of the house and ran to Brice’s day care, he was three years old, and he was such a sweetheart, Brice was an orphan, and currently lived in a foster home. Jeremy wouldn’t do something stupid in front of my sweet little Brice. If he did do something, it would be to make Brice laugh. It took me fifteen minutes to get to Brice's day care, It was 8:30 and there class was just leaving. I picked him up and he laughed, he gave me a huge hug. “What are you so happy about Brice?”

‘I get to see my Cawwie…” Brice still couldn’t pronounce his ‘r’s so he sounded so cute, “We have to make one more stop and then we can get to Carrie’s house.”

“Okay.”

We were across the street from Fischer High. Jeremy was already there, when he saw me he stood up in as much excitement as Brice would. We crossed the street and Jeremy saw Brice. Jeremy looked at me and smiled,  he bent down on his knees to look Brice in the eyes, they looked so alike, they both had brown hair, green eyes, they were both tall for their age . It looked like Brice was looking in a mirror and saw his future reflection. Brice laughed at Jeremy, ‘your face looks funny mister.” That made Jeremy and I laugh. Jeremy stood up, “I’m glad you came.”

“It’s not like I had a choice.”

“Don’t be like that Care-Bear.”

“I love you Jeremy.” Jeremy’s eyes lit up with joy, “I love you too Carrie.”

He grabbed my left hand, we were walking in a ladder line until I picked Brice up. Brice started sticking his tongue at Jeremy,and Jeremy was more than willing to stick out his tongue back. There was a black Chevrolet Corvette coming towards me very fast, “Carrie watch ou-” Jeremy came running as fast as he could and pushed Brice and I out of the way. He brutally screamed and rolled on top of the windshield. I screamed, “Jeremy!” The car stopped and came out, “Oh my Gosh!” There was blood everywhere, I ran in the middle of the road, and then I saw Brice following, “No Baby, stay over there!”

“What happened to my fwiend?” I started crying so hard, I needed to call my mum. I dialed mother's number, “Hello Carrie?”

“Mom, you need to come and pick Brice up, Jeremy, one of my friends from school, just got ran over by a car. He pushed me and Brice out of the way.” I was crying so hard you couldn’t even comprehend my words, “Okay honey, you go to the hospital where are you?”

“I’m right in front of the school.”

“Okay dear, I will be there in about five minutes.”

“Okay Mom.”

“Bye.”

The driver was on the phone with the ambulance. I walked over to Jeremy, “You're going to be okay baby, you have to be.” I grabbed his hand and cried. He Squeezed my hand as hard as possible. I had a few scrapes but Jeremy had gashes and blood everywhere. I tried to stop the bleeding while we were waiting for the ambulance, I took my grey hoodie and tried to stop the bleeding on his head. Mother had pulled over by the school, quickly grabbed Brice, and left to go to the house. We didn’t speak, I was a little busy with saving a man’s life. Why would this happen to me? Why would this happen to anyone? Just the other day we were in an argument and now the man I loved was slowly dieing. The ambulance got there, many people were bordering the scene, watching me cry and the ambulance pick Jeremy up in a gurney and put the cloth over his head ,he was dead at the scene. Corey came running to me trying to get me away from the scene. He eventually picked me up bridal style while I cried on his shoulder. He whispered in my ear, “It’s going to be okay, without him you wouldn’t be here right now.”

“I would rather die than deal with this, I loved him. He saved me.” I wasn’t crying anymore, it was more like tsunami tides in my eyes, I was ready to lie on the ground and die. I tried so hard to save him, and I failed, I wish I was the one to hit that windshield, I wish I was the one announced dead on the scene. The tsunami tides in my eyes weren’t calming down, Jeremy was dead. Levi came running to Corey and I, Corey was still holding me bridal style while we were sitting on the same bench Jeremy and I sat when I was telling him that it wasn't  his fault I didn’t love him. I would have changed everything I said that day. I would go back in time and tell him that I loved him to the moon and back.  I would go and cancel babysitting Brice, I would go and not fight with him at the Pizza Castle, I would have changed everything. I was such a stupid gal,I let the most important  person in my life, die. He was officially dead. I could never get him back, and I needed him back. “Carrie, he loved you too,but he’s gone now.” Corey was still holding me like Jeremy would, I was crying in his arms. He kept me warm with all the cold hate in the air, but nothing could keep me warm from the amount of hate I had for myself. I was ready to give up on everyone, everything, and anything. That’s when Corey stood up and ran, he kept on running to my house, I still had tsunami tides in my eyes and it was probably best if I was home this is what saved me from dying.

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