Forever Jinxed

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

(Boy's Point Of View)

I stared at Josh's Father once again.

"Jim," I watched him spin around to face me, "Jinx will be in need of a home. You will provide her with one."

"She has one thou-"

He had begun to question me but I had already teleported away. He was lucky I had left so quickly.

(Jinx)

I finished applying makeup and foundation to cover up the tattoo. If anyone was to see that on me they would absolutely freak out. Especially my parents. Plus I did not want to deal with the questions Shay would bombard me with.

At that moment I heard a car pulling up into the driveway and I began to stand up and head over to my door. At the moment I heard a noise that will haunt me every night of my life. The sound of shrieking metal grinding up asphalt and the popping of metal twisting and disconnecting. Everything became a blur as I ran and stumbled down the stairs and threw open our front door.

I never could have imagined that by opening that door I would end up sending my life spiraling down into a pit I had no idea how to escape from.

I walked a few steps out and had trouble recognizing my own front yard. The freshly cut grass was littered with steaming piles of metal and at my feet lay what I could only assume was once the front bumper of our Family SUV.

I could hardly hear over the crackling of a small fire that was coming from the mangled engine of the over turned vehicle. It was supposed to transport my parents and younger sister safely home. I kept chanting a mantra in my head: "No... Not me... This can not be happening to me...."

I tripped over pieces of the car as I ran over to the driver's seat. All I felt was complete horror as I stared at my mother slumped against the hood of the car, half in and half out. I tried with all my strength to push the car upright although I knew in some part of my mind that my efforts were futile. I knew that my mother had not made it. That she would never again sing to me and brush my hair from my face at night when I was having trouble sleeping. My breathing was coming out in ragged sobs.

I ran to the passenger side and found it empty... The seat belt had been torn from the seat and my loving and overly protective father was halfway in the car and halfway through the windshield as well.

My throat at that point was raw from my screaming and my eyes stung from tears mixing with sweat caused by the heat that was beginning to come from the car.

I collapsed to my knees and had to pull up the last of my strength to get up the courage to go to the back seat to where I had sat so many times with Gracie. Where I had strapped her into her car seat on so many occasions. I prayed that she was alright. I prayed that I would walk back there and see her kind eyes staring at me. That i would hear her say "Jinx... We will be alright... We still have each other... And my teddy..."

But when I walked back there all I could do was collapse once again to my already bloody and cutup knees. She was no longer in the car seat. My stomach plummeted as my eyes trailed towards the front of the car. I stood up and walked over there even though every part of me wanted to run. I reached out my hand to brush her hair out of her eyes. She lay on the hood of the car as if she was sleeping. I looked upon her peaceful face. If she wasn't so still I could of imagined she was only sleeping. I turned my head to look for her teddy bear. The one she had always kept with her and found it about arms reach from her. I cradled Teddy tightly in my arms and wept.

I wept for myself. For all the pain I felt. I wept for my Mother. I wept for my Father. And I wept for Gracie. I wept for the future she had ahead of her. For the bright future that was so viciously torn from her.

I was all alone. Yet again. I had no one.

I layed there on my knees for what to me seemed a century but what was probably only a matter of a few minutes. I felt a hand rest gently upon my shoulder and looked up to see the sorrow filled eyes of my neighbor. He helped me up and had to support most of my weight since I had no more strength or willpower left within me. He led me a short distance away towards the edge of what was once my blemish free driveway. I looked around and all I saw was a mass of faces all around me blurring together at this point, and the wreckage.

My whole neighborhood had come out of their homes due to the noise and I saw mothers rushing their young children back inside the houses so as not to have them see the horrors of which I will never forget.

I heard sirens in the distance and listened as they came closer.

I recognized a State Owned car pull up shortly after the paramedics and fire department. I had to quickly avert my gaze away as I saw a short glance of stretchers being covered over with sheets.

I was then ushered slowly into the State Car that had once been so familiar to me when I was younger. When I was still in search of a family.

I have no recollection of the long ride back to the orphanage.

I was once again.

Completely alone.

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