Alec someway, somehow persuaded me to get into his car and we were driving back to school. Until now, unless I was wasted drunk or completely bonkers I'd have never gotten into his car. I think the geniality and kindness he showed me demonstrated that I could trust him.
He saved my life and I can't believe it. Do I regret it? I don't know, does a lamb regret jumping of a cliff if it is being chased and nearly eaten by wolves? I guess I am the lamb and the other girls and guys are the wolves. It's sad I know, but I can't help it, I feel like a lamb. Why the fuck do I have to be a lamb, I would rather be a bird, a free bird.
I would say my life would be a lot easier if I just jumped and he didn't catch me or try to stop me. Wanna bet Violet was glad she got that message? I can see that smirk right on her face, her stupid, dumb face. Instead of a wolf, I should compare her to a shark, a bloodthirsty shark. Okay, I'm getting carried away. Today has been a mentally exhausting day for me. It brings the thought to mind - am I thankful or angry that Alec stopped me?
Because honestly, do I want die?
Yes...
I really didn't want to go back to school - they were all just going to make fun of me and I couldn't really blame it on anyone but myself. The stuff they were saying weren't just malicious rumors, but the actual truth. I deserved everyone second of it and Alec should know it - for the most part he knows what they said was the truth, so why was he being so nice to me. I should've just killed myself, after all I've done is hurt the people I care about most.
I looked over at him, his beautiful face was twisted and it felt like he was estranged from me. He was awkward, I mean I can imagine. He'd just saved a girl from commiting suicide and with our history added to that. Well, I can easily see why it would be a little awkward. Ok that's an understatement.
I sit in my chair and tears jerk down my face why didn't he let me just let go and i could be in a peaceful place by now.
"I'm sorry." He says after a few minutes uncomfortably.
"It's not your fault." I say slowly. After a pause I speak again, "That's all me."
"I deserved every second of it." I said with a small laugh.
He frowned.
"I don't think so."
"Really? Are you okay in the head? I cheated on my boyfriend, while I was right in front of him. I deserved every whisper and glare I got." I laughed bitterly.
"But he cheated on you several times too." He stated.
"That doesn't justify anything or make my cheating okay." I say.
"WELL IT DOESN'T SEEM FAIR FOR ZACH TO GET FORGOTTEN ABOUT AND YOU TO GET ALL THE CRAP FOR IT." He yelled, his jaw tight.
"It's just life." I said quietly to myself. "I deserve. I'm at peace with it."
It's true. I cheated and this is my karma for it - what I did was so wrong and I honestly think this is me getting off lightly. It's just I'm too weak to deal with it.
"YOU DESERVE TORMENT THAT DRIVE YOU TO SUICIDE? HOW STUPID ARE YOU? YOU DESERVE NOTHING FOR THE LITTLE YOU DID WRONG"
"You're so wr-" I replied shakily, a bit scared at his reaction.
But I didn't get to finish the sentence. A car, appearing from nowhere steering right towards us
-- Alec POV ---
Boom. One second the road was straight in front of us, the next second I couldn't even see it. It was so quick, too quick. The car had been rammed over onto it's side and my window was shattered, the glass seemingly everywhere. The momentum from the driving jerked me forward into my seatbelt, almost cutting into my neck. My breath hitches, and my eyes close simultaneously from the impact.
The first thing I see when I open my eyes again is blood. I don't know if it's mine or if it's Amelia's but either way there is enough of it for the both of us. My sight is blurry and it really hurts to keep my eyes open. I really hope there was no brain damage from this.
I immediately kick myself for being so selfish and then my protective senses are on overdrive. Where is she? Where is my Amelia? Where is she?
I swing my body to the side and unhook my seat belt and jump towards Amelia's area if there is one thing I have to do is to protect her, but I can't see her.
She is all I have...
I try to search around frantically when I realise I can't move my body. Not a single limb. As the huge weight is pressing down on me I pray it's just the shock and I've not paralysed myself for life. Suddenly, it becomes hard for me to keep my eyes open and it feels like all my body's energy has drained suddenly, and like that I'm just finished. I close my eyes and think that I'm done, dead.
I hear a faint siren in the distance some movement. Is this what life is like when you die? My mind won't stop attacking myself. I crashed the car! I FUCKING CRASHED THE CAR, then killed myself and Amelia in the process. All I hoped today was to save Amelia from suicide but I can't even do that, and then I ended up killing her myself.
It was so stupid, until now, I have genuinely considered myself a good driver and I wasn't drunk and I'm pretty damn sure that I was driving safely, so did someone crash into me? If I make it out alive by some miracle I'm gonna kill the bastard.
That was my last thought before I sunk back into blackness, losing consciousness altogether.
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