Sunny and Alex

No

"No!" I scream at the top of my lungs as my father lunged toward Alex. His body disconnects with mine leaving him naked and myself barely dressed. He grabs his boxers off the ground, puts them on, and grabs Alex by the neck before he can escape. My father slams Alex against the floor choking him. Alex kicks and punches at my father for him to let him go. My father punches him repeatedly in the face and stomach. Making Alex cough more than he was beforehand. Blood comes out of Alex's mouth as he struggles to breathe. The adrenaline rushes through me as I move toward my father. I hit his back with my fist till he lets go of Alex. I keep telling him to get off and come back to bed. I tell him that it was great and that he needs to finish with me. I look at Alex's face the whole time. I'm trembling like crazy just after my father lets go of Alex and walks backward. I take his arm pushing him farther back. I still repeat those words over and over again and at the same time looking back at Alex. I push him all the way to my bed making him sit down at the edge. He still looks at Alex when I put my hand on his face moving it to face mine. Alex starts to get up, spitting blood all over the floor, and holding his side. I glance back at him for a second before I turn back to my father. I sit down on his lap still facing him. In the distance, I can hear Alex hobble down the stairs. I would like to go to Alex and apologize for everything that had happened. I want to hug him close, letting even myself relax. I can't believe what my father did, if I didn't stop him he would have killed the only thing I had left. My father finally meets my gaze after the front door slams shut. I move my hands up and down his arms in a reassuring way. He gets back into his mode picking me up and placing me on the floor. Right after I'm laid down he gets on top of me. Everything goes back to the way it was before Alex had arrived. Well, almost the same as before...

I head to school the next day like nothing ever happened. Alex hasn't responded to any of my texts or phone calls. I don't know what he thinks of me now or what he thinks of my father. Maybe on some level, he will forgive me for what happened. I walk in the front doors of the school like always, except somehow it is different. Once everyone sees me they stop talking and they just stare at me. I'm used to this type of treatment, but somehow they all look at me differently. One of Alex's friends comes up to me when I'm at my locker getting my books. I can tell he wants to tell me something by the way his face looks. I peek at him from behind my locker door watching his movements. He opens and closes his mouth again and again.                   "Sunny, um I don't know if you heard..., but um Alex got in a pretty bad fight with some douche and well...he has two broken ribs along with a severely bruised face. I...um really sorry about what happened to him and I really didn't mean to be the bearer of bad news but...um sorry." He then walks away from my locker not looking back at me. I can't believe what he had just said to me. Alex is in the hospital due to my stupid mistakes, due to my actions, and due to my awful father. I grab onto my locker door. A dizzy feeling washes over me as I realize that I was responsible for yet another crime. Other people notice me falling trying to grab anything in front of me. I grab my textbooks in my locker panicking, making them fall out on top of me as I fall to the floor. A couple of girls that were at my birthday party at the park run over to me when I fall. They crowd around me calling for other students to find a teacher. A girl, I think her name was Elizabeth, tells me to stay calm and not to worry. She was at my party, she bought my cake, she was so nice to me yesterday. She is so kind and calm as she takes care of me. A student runs over with Ms.Springfield dropping down to my eye level. Ms.Springfield talks to Elizabeth about my "condition" that I am in. I can barely keep my eyes open or hear them talk back and forth. My vision becomes blurred when Ms.Springfield tries to make me communicate with her. I close my eyes thinking about everything that I had did, to Alex, to my mother, and to myself. I can't take it anymore, I ruin people's lives and I can't continue to ruin Alex's. I close my eyes one last time and then everything disappears. I can't hear, see, or talk anymore, my life is shutting down. And I'm letting it go soon enough I'll be dead.

I can't feel anything. I open my eyes, but only blackness surrounds me.I can hear loud thuds about me, but not feeling anything. My eyes finally adjust to the light. Lace and silk surround me like in my mother's coffin. I soon realize that I'm in a coffin and that dirt is being poured on top of me. I try to scream and move my arms, but nothing happens. I turn to my right looking for the handle or something, then I look to my left. I see my mother's rotting face right in front of mine. I open my mouth as wide as I can to scream, but no sounds come out. My world closes in on me. My body gets tense waiting for my death to arrive. I soon start to relax as more dirt is thrown on top of the coffin. I listen to the soft thuds as my body relaxes even more. I forget everything about what had happened. I only focus on my breathing and the thuds from outside. Nothing else matters not my mother's dead body next to me, not my father, not the fact that I being buried alive, or Alex. Soon I'll lose consciousness and fade away.

"Sunny! Come on wake up, you're okay. Just stay calm. Oh my god Sunny get up." Ms.Springfield yells at me to come back, but I don't want to. A bunch of people start to move away from me as other adults come by. The ambulance has arrived at the school ready to take me away. A man talks to Ms.Springfield as other move me onto the gurney. Some students start to freak out as they check my pulse and start chest compressions. The other EMTS signal for the man to join them so they can get me to a hospital.  A women still does chest compressions as the man and other EMTS push me out of the school. I'm still unconscious when I arrive at the hospital ten minutes later. More doctors, nurses, and EMTS come to my aid as they wheel me in. They transfer me to a hospital bed. Nurses and doctor rush in to help, giving me air, chest compressions, and even a defibrillator. They get it all prepared to the side of the bed. Now around ten to fifteen people surround me as they start up the defibrillator. One person says clear as he pushes down the two ends to my chest. My body jerks up each time they do it. One, Two, Three times they do it. They go again and this time they pull me back. I become conscious, but I don't say anything, I try to go back to where I was. I wanted to die! I wanted to be with my mother, right where I belonged! I grab at nurses and doctors as I become angrier. I yell at them. I tell them that they should have let me die. I yelled at them for ruining my life. A doctor holds me trying to calm me down. He tells me to stay calm and just relax in a very yet weird soothing voice. I start to cry, big heavy sobs. A nurse comes around and gives me a tissue. My tears soak right through the tissue like sticking toilet paper in Niagara Falls. I cry and cry and when I think I don't have any tears left even more just come anyways. I cry myself to sleep that night just thinking about what I have done. What would my mother do? She would have killed herself to get away, and right now I want to follow in my mother's footsteps.