Rebellious

Prologue

"911 what's your emergency?"
"My mom sh-she,"I tried my hardest to get the words out.
"What is it sweetie? What's your location?"
"No-North 25 pinesville ave."
I glanced to my side to see my moms head rolled back and her hands now a rusty red color placed on the steering wheel. The airbag blown up in her face.
"What happened?"
"We....We got in an accident."
I looked at my hand and saw that my hand had looked just like moms with the red color splattered all over it.
"We're on our way, stay on the line."
I tried to move my head to see out the window but it was hard to. My breathing started to get faster and heavier, I felt like something knocked all the wind out of my lungs.
I heard sirens, and the police and paramedics practically jumping out the ambulance to come and help get us out.
The first guy helped me it of the car, he asked me questions before he picked me up and sat me down in the bed that they put a breathing tube on you.
"Are you Alright? Can you explain what had happened?"
"My mom and I were driving and someone was swerving and he ran right into the front of our c....car."
"Ok come sit and lay down on this okay? It's going to be okay."
When I sat down I glanced up to see my brother running up to the officers asking questions.
"Rest, don't be afraid to fall asleep."
I closed my eyes and hoped that this was all a dream.
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When I woke up I payed in a hospital bed and next to me my brother paced back and forth. I managed to say a little bit.
"Bryan, you came..."
His eyes darted to me and he ran to hug me. I smiled, but his smile faded as the doctor called for him to step outside. I looked at them and I saw Bryan's cheerful face turn to a sad sorrow. He walked into the room and he smiled at me and hugged me squeezing me tightly.
"W..what happened..."
He stroked my head and looked to another room across from mine. His eyes teared up.
"Is it..mom..."
He shakes his head and hugged me once more.
My lip stared to quiver and tears spilled from my eyes. I hate this year. I hate my life. Why does everything happen to me, and my family. First dad, now mom. The doctor had Bryan sign some papers and then they stared unhooking up their equipment. I looked at my arm and it was clean and had a bandage wrapped around it. When I looked at my hair in the distant mirror my pitch black hair had some blood stains in it. I hugged my brother.
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We walked out of the hospital and my brother got in his car opening the door for me. I stared at the car and the memories of how I almost died came
Flooding back.
"Anni it's okay."
I just climbed in. But now I was afraid, afraid because what if it happens again what if someone hits us what if something happened to my brother? Is there something wrong with me? Am I the reason everything happened? Am I the reason my dad over did himself? Am I the reason that drunk guy hit us?
I don't fucking know anymore. I feel like everything's my fault like I should change so everything can be fine again.
"Yo Anni you Alright?"
"Yeah I'm fine."
I start tomorrow or maybe next week. Maybe this is the reason, maybe I'm the problem that needs to be solved.