Pg 1
4 Years Later
I plugged in my earphones and played some Aaliyah as I closed my eyes. This was my first time on a plane and I was bit nervous, after seeing so many movies where bad things happened on planes I just couldn't take it.
I was on my way to California. There was nothing in Omaha for me, no friends, no family.... basically just a lot of bad shit, memories. I lost everything and I just needed a fresh new start. You know it's bad when you have no one to say goodbye to, the only thing I wished I had was my best friend Crystal. She died a few years ago in car accident. She wasn't the only one who died.
I was in the car that night, and I was pregnant. Was. Past tense. Yup, I lost my baby. I lost my baby and best friend, I was the only one who made it out. We were leaving her house and her boyfriend at the time gave her "pain pills" for her headache but come to find out, it wasn't pain pills. She passed out while driving. At the age of 17.......sad. He was arrested and charge for her murder, which he deserves since he knew that weren't pain pills. His excuse was that he didn't know she was going to be driving....bullshit. I think he was jealous and very controlling and he just didn't want her to leave him. At the funeral her brother told me something that was supposed to be a surprise.
"Gabby can I talk to you?" Jackson said, his eyes bloodshot.
"Yeah sure." My eyes were also red and big like his.
"Crystal was saving this as a surprise but...." He croaked. "Here. She was going to surprise you on your birthday, she wanted y'all to move to California together. She saved up some money and brought an apartment."
I was shocked, I felt my heart dropped in my stomach. "Wwwhat?" I stammered as tear leaked my eyes.
"She didn't buy the tickets yet but here's the money to." He handed me and envelope. I pulled him in a hug and we both just squeezed each other tight. We stayed like that for awhile, not saying nothing. We didn't have to, we just needed a hug.
I opened my eyes and wiped a tear from my eyes. Jackson stayed in Omaha, he said he needed to be there for the family. But I guess it was too much for him to handle, he turned to drugs and got into a lot of bad shit and went to prison. Me? Well I've been doing the best that I can after what I been through. The only thing I turned to when I felt down and out was weed and drinking. It made me feel numb for awhile, I liked the feeling of being numbed. That's how I became, numb with everyone and everything, my feelings especially. I just do and live how I want, no feelings or strings attached.
