Mending Agony (ON HOLD)

Prologue

So here's an idea that popped into my head ..............Picture to the right is Lara. Enjoy! Thanks to @GoatEyes for editing this book :)

Prologue

The music was really loud. We were both singing to the lyrics on top of our lungs. Then I saw it; a black tinted SUV suddenly coming out of a nearby road and Nora didn't take notice of it. Just when I thought it was going another direction, the car started edging closer, coming at us with full speed. I panicked.

"Nora! Watch out for that car!" I said loudly above the loud music.

"Huh?" Nora grumbled confused as she stopped singing and shifted her gaze to me.

"I said watch out for that c-" I was cut off by a loud bang as the car collided with ours. That got me and Nora screaming, terrified and loud, and before we even knew it the car was already tumbling down the road as everything became a blurry single colour. My head collided with the roof of the car. It continued like this, one flip, two-three... four, and then it finally stopped. It felt like the world was put on pause. I couldn't tell what was going on anymore and I was just there in the moment. My breath was shallow and I felt like I was suffocating.

I could hear the wailing of sirens coming closer and closer. I managed to look around after the few moments it took for me to regain my vision and found myself covered in blood; it gave me a nauseous feeling. I looked over my shoulders and saw Nora in her own pool of blood her head tilted in such a... horrid way. I could tell from the shape of the car and the scenery outside that we were upside down. I was too dizzy, too out of it, to react to the situation at hand and the only thing on my mind was, 'Oh god, I'm going to die'. My eyes felt so heavy and before I knew it, I fainted... concuss.

"Lara..." I heard a faint voice call out.

"Lara, wake up." The person called out again shaking my arm and any limb attached to it.

I slowly opened my eyes to see my mom with fear, panic and worry stricken on her all over her face. It was just a dream; a bad dream, a very bad dream. The same one I've been having after the accident, over and over again and again. I felt something wet sliding on my face and I touched my cheeks. I had been crying in reality... while dreaming.

"Oh honey it's okay." My mom said pulling me into a comforting hug. I finally burst into uncontrollable tears. We sat there on my bed for a long time not talking, just hugging each other, compressed in each other's arms. As the episodes of my misery flashed before me, after all of the guilt that I've been feeling ever since, I tried to move, tried to breathe. It's been five months now; I can't take the pity and the accusations lying beneath people's eyes... it's just too much.

I decided to move, to get away from the place that reminds me of my stupidity and recklessness. Today was the day I was moving to my dad's and I had to pack and get ready before my dad arrives to pick me up.

I spent the rest of the hour packing; my mom asking me if I was hungry, if I wanted to go shopping, what I want, if I needed anything, or if I needed help. I know she's just being nice because of my breakdown... only being gentle for my sake. Evening approached too quickly and I thought my dad wasn't going to come... but, around five o'clock the doorbell rang.

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"Honey, are sure you'll be okay? You don't want to stay one more week." My mom asked eyebrows upturned, face scrunched with remorse, tell tale signs of worry. She had already made me stay one week with her after schools resumed, and it's just so absolutely fantastic because when I go over to my dad's and start school, I'll be the 'new kid' how desirable.