My Achilles Heel

Chapter Thirteen: Out of Body Experience

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            My tongue was dry. My throat was constricting. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. How would you feel if two police officers with the look of sorrow and pity showed up on your doorstep? Add the fact that your brother had drove off with a bunch of drunk and rowdy teenagers to the mix, and you can imagine not very well.

            “Can I help you, officers?” my dad spoke up, making an appearance right behind me. The two cops quickly glimpsed at each other, until the older looking one sighed.

            “May we come in, sir?” the older one said, sadness coating his voice. My dad nodded, then opened the door further to let them in. I took a few steps back, but didn’t leave the entry way. I had to hear what these guys were here to say. The younger looking one glanced at me, giving me a depressed smile.

            “What is it I can do for you?” my mother came into the foyer, speaking up.

            “Maybe it would be best if we all sat down?” the younger cop spoke up.

            My father exchanged a look with the cops, almost as if they were having a silent conversation, then nodded his head. The cops and my dad led the way into the family room, where we all sat down. I was too antsy to sit down, so I stood in the archway, leaning against the wall.

            I didn’t have to question myself anymore why these two police officers were here, wearing solemn looks and exchanging looks that said ‘I really don’t want to be doing this’. I knew this was about my brother. And I knew that whatever they had to tell us, whatever happened to my brother, wasn’t good. But no amount of preparation in the world could have prepared me for what they were about to say next.

            “Mr. and Mrs. Alexander,” the older cop cleared his throat, “We are deeply sorry that you have to find out this way. But your son, Kason Alexander? Well, he was involved in a car accident on the back road to Main Street. We are so sorry, but the county hospital is currently in the process of getting your son onto a life flight to a different hospital that is more equipped to deal with his critical condition.”

            All the air left my lungs with each word he spoke to my parents. Every. Single. Word. Every single word felt like hands around my neck, taking the breath away from me. I felt my body grow cold and rugged. Everything around me suddenly seemed to blur.

            Was I crying?

            I couldn’t register anything at all. Everything seemed to go by in slow motion.

            It was like I was watching everything happen outside of my body.

            I watched as my mother suddenly broke down. I watched as my father tried to wrap comforting arms around her. I watched as my father, too, began to break down. I watched as Ari still stood back in the corner, not knowing what to do. I watched how the front door swung open, and Jason ran into the room, slightly out of breath as he took in the scene that welcomed him.