When. (Our Second Life)

Chapter 11

"Alright, let's go!" I say, getting into Trevor's car with my bag full of my belongings. I wanted so badly to get out of that wretched house.

He smiles as he takes my hand, driving with the other. We were headed for Starbucks, my white girl heaven.

We both order vanilla bean frappes with java chips infused, mine with soy. We happily walk out with our drinks, hand in hand. I loved it when he held my hand. It made me feel like we were connected.

As we drove to Taco Bell, we blast the music loud. We end up listening to Emblem3, my absolute favorite band ever.

When the song "Chloe" came on, he sang it to me except replaced Chloe with Rosie. Cheesy, I know, but it was adorable.

"Rosie, I know your sister turns everyone on

But you're the one I want

But you're the one I want, yeah, yeah

Front page magazine

Everybody says that she's a queen

But that's you to me

And I just want to let you know that

She likes the flashing lights

I love the way that you like candle light

Stay close by my side

I just want a chance to show that

If only you could believe in yourself in the way I believe in you

I-I do

If only you could see all of the beautiful things that I see in you

It's true

Rosie, I know your sister turns everyone on

But, oh, baby, I have no doubt you're the one that I want

You think she's got it all but that don't make her better

You got my heart and that's the only thing that matters

Rosie, I know your sister turns everyone on

But you're the one I want

But you're the one I want, yeah

Fast lanes, limousines

Baby, there can be no guarantees

But if, you're with me, you know I can guarantee that

Cause I'm attracted to your passion,

Be yourself, forget the fashion

Just keep that smile on your face

You and I deserve to be forever ever lasting

If only you could believe in yourself in the way I believe in you

I-I do (but you're the one I want)

If only you could see all of the beautiful things that I see in you

It's true

Rosie, I know your sister turns everyone on

But, oh, baby, I have no doubt you're the one that I want (ooh-ooh-oo)

You think she's got it all but that don't make her better

You got my heart and that's the only thing that matters

Rosie, I know your sister turns everyone on

But you're the one I want, yeah

But you're the one I want, yeah

All you Rosie's

All you Rosie's

They don't show you love enough

All you Rosie's

You should know that you're my diamond in the rough

It's true

Rosie, I know your sister turns everyone on

But, oh, baby, I have no doubt you're the one that I want

You think she's got it all but that don't make her better

You got my heart and that's the only thing that matters

Rosie, I know your sister turns everyone on

But you're the one I want

But you're the one I want, yeah"

I giggle at him, playing with our hands that were still entwined together. I loved this kind of thing; us, driving down the street, singing and holding hands. I glance up to see Trevor looking at me.

I guess he was looking at me for a split second too soon. The next thing I know I hear a loud crash. The world is moving in slow motion, and I see that a truck had hit the drivers side of the car. Trevor's side. No! My heart is racing, my mind is screaming, though not a sound comes from my mouth. I am silenced by fear; not for my life, but for the one next to me. The last thing I see is Trevor's eyes wide with terror, before we hit the pavement and I black out.

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I moan as I come to. I take in my surroundings. I am strapped in a completely crushed car. I try to move my legs, but they won't. I try again and again and they never respond. I push the thought to the back of my head as I move my hand, and I feel something cold between my fingers. I look at my hand, and see that the cold thing is another hand. Trevor's hand.

I start to cry uncontrollably. My body feels broken, metaphorically and physically. I see Trevor's face. It is pale, with little to no sign of life. I scream his name, over and over again, never getting a response. I see his body: it is bloody and distorted. I keep shutting my eyes as tight as I can, the tears flowing like a river as I wish and wish that this was all a dream. But each time I open them, I get a slap in the face from reality.

I distantly hear an ambulance. I squeeze Trevor's hand desperately, trying to get some reaction.

"Trevor, WAKE UP!" I scream, unable to control myself. I sob, harder than I've ever sobbed before. I pray. And pray. And pray.

God help him. Please, help him. My message runs through my head a million times silently.

"Please, please, please..." I say over and over again. "Trevor... I... I love you. Please, just open your eyes..." I sob.

I cry his name repetitively. But I know he'll never respond... at least not now.

The sirens have reached us. I hear determined shouts and firemen are hacking at the car doors, trying to find a way to get us out. I feel my grasp on consciousness loosen, until it fades away. The only thing I have a sure grasp on is Trevor's hand, until it is tore away from me by some peramedic. I am too weak to shout at them to give it back to me, so I slip into unconciousness, unable to even think.