Stand Up

Chapter 4: The Wreck

I was sweating my eyes out. My face was probably as red as a tomato. I looked around. More than a thousand eyes were staring me down. I've never felt so nervous. I didn't know what to say. I shed a small tear.

"You? . . . . . Isabel?" Aaron was holding back tears. His voice was cracking. I sadly nodded my head. I felt so bad about doing all this, about hacking her account. Ashley began to say something when Aaron stopped her.

"Why? Why did you want to hurt me?" The room was dead silent. A sense of gloominess swept over. I was doomed. I didn't mean to hurt him. I mean't to hurt Ashley. Now thinking it in my head, it sounded mean. Like something a horrible, nasty person would do. Is this what I've become? Something I'd never wanted to be.

"I didn't mean to." What was I saying? Of course I meant to. "I just missed you. I wish you'd come back to me." This was all going downhill. I was never going to get him back. I regret everything I did and I wished to take it all back. But I knew I could never rewind the clock. What's done is done. There's nothing I can do to change it.

His eyes changed from anger to sadness. Would he still give me a chance? No I told myself. After everything I've done to him, we would never be together.

"I never knew you still liked me?" I nodded my head. Who wouldn't still like him? He's the hottest guy in school. I did more than like him. I was madly in love with him. I felt like we were meant for each other. We had to be together.

"Hey! He is dating me!" Ashley's eyes were turning red from anger. "He's mine!" She shouted in a snobby voice.

With that awkward moment, the bell rang and everyone filed out of the room.

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After school I was sitting on the bench outside of school. I usually do this. It's peaceful. I watched as a bird flew across the sky. Free. I wished to be free. I was stuck in this wheelchair for the rest of my life, like a wingless bird wanted to fly.

Aaron sat down right beside me. It felt awkward being with him again. I wasn't sure what to do. He sighed.

"Isn't the sky beautiful. Just look at the clouds and make something. I see a football. What do you see?" Aaron was watching the sky.

"What do you want?" That probably wasn't the best thing to say, but I just wanted to get straight to the point. I didn't feel like talking to him at the moment. I didn't feel like talking to anyone at the moment. I wanted to be left alone.

"Sorry. I just wondered if you wanted to go out again?" Hearing that from him gave me hope again. I was in love with him. Madly in love. Yes! Yes!

"No. Sorry I'm just done with you." It hurt me to say it, but I wasn't getting involved anymore. I couldn't take the constant drama. Even though my mind was shouting yes, my heart was saying no.

Beep. Beep.

Aaron reached down and grabbed his phone and flipped it open.

"I got to go. Gotta pick my little brother from soccer." Aaron got up and slowly left after he said that.

"Me too. I have to go. I have a date with Greg tonight." I got in my wheelchair and rolled off to my car. My car actually has special hand operated brakes and accelerator.

I would have never left him if I'd known what would happen later. A fatal mistake.

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Red lights. I hate red lights.  You have to sit and wait. And wait and wait and wait. I have no patience. I sat there and stared at the light.

I blinked and missed it. The speed of lightning. Two cars collided. I heard an ear piercing crash. One beautiful blue car and one white truck. The white truck had been speeding and ran the light. It collided with the blue car. I sadly recognized the blue car. I sadly knew the person in the front seat. Sadly, the person was unconscious.