Forgotten Souls

Chapter 12: Brutal Accidents

The next couple of weeks went by in a blur. My schedule was hectically busy. I saw Zaylee only at work because either of us always had something to do after work. I missed her. Even our texts were minimal.

I spent most night with my mom and dad just making up for the lost time, while Zaylee was trying to sort out some things regarding her family. I knew she was hurting and I wanted to be there for her, but she told me that it was something she had to deal with by herself and so I gave her some space.

Tonight was by far the worst night in all 6 weeks. I didn’t hear a single word from her and I was starting to get frustrated at the whole keeping my distance thing. I was sitting on my couch watching a romance movie called the best of me when my door bell rung. I sprinted to the door, hoping that maybe it would be Zaylee, but it turned out to be none other than Jenny in a much too revealing dress.

My smile immediately slipped from my lips when I saw the seductive look she was trying to give me.

“What do you want Jenny?”

“I heard your girl friend moved out? Want some company?”

“No Jenny, I am fine thank you. Where did you hear about Zaylee moving out anyway?”

“That’s for me to know and you to find out Brady. Can I come in? I brought your favourite drinks and I got you your favourite chocolates. Come on Brady, I know you want to.”

“No Jenny. I love Zaylee and there is no way I am messing this up between her and I and you know that I don’t drink anymore. You should leave, please.”

She pouted at me, but when she realized that I won’t budge, she sighed and nodded. “Fine Brady, but can I please use your bathroom before I head out again?”

Sighing I let her in. She marched off to the bathroom. In less than a minute she returned, suddenly stripped off her dress and now wearing one of my shirts. I felt my blood boiling when I saw her walking over to her and before I had time to realize what was going on, she had her lips on mine, kissing me aggressively.

I heard a gasp and suddenly pushed away from her. I turned my head away from her and immediately my face landed on my beautiful girlfriend standing in the doorway with tears streaming down her face. She abruptly turned around and started running outside. I chased after her, trying to get her to stop and listen to what I have to say.

“Zaylee, please baby, come back inside. What you saw was nothing. I promise baby, she kissed me. I didn’t kiss her back. Please baby, believe me. I love you.”

She turned around to say something, but before she could get anything out of her mouth, a car hit her fragile body with a loud thud. Zaylee flew about 7 meters in the air and then landed on the hard street. I ran to her as fast as I could , not being able to see properly through the tears that was blurring my view. Not again. Please, I can’t lose her too.. I begged and begged God as I held my baby girl in my arms. She was slipping into unconsciousness. Faintly I heard someone speaking to paramedics over the phone while a crowd started forming around us.

I felt my world slipping from the tips of my fingers as she fought to keep her eyes open. Softly she whispered, “I love you Braydon, forever.” then she slipped into unconsciousness and as hard as I tried, I couldn’t get her to open her eyes again.  

The ambulance arrived shortly thereafter and everything happened in a blur. They rushed her into the ambulance and absentmindedly I got into the ambulance and help her hand as I cried over and over again that she just had to make it through this. I answered all the questions the paramedics had to the best of my knowledge and begged them to tell me whether she was going to make it or not, but they couldn’t say anything yet.