I smelled smoke. I felt blood on my hands. I was back in the car. My mom was lying next to me unconscious.
"Mom, please wake up." I said, shaking her.
suddenly the car started filling with water. I started trying to get out of the car. I heard laughing come from behind us. I looked back and Chic sat in the back seat rocking.
"We're gonna die Betty." He said.
"No we wont." I said.
"You're right. We, wont die. You will." He said, continuing to laugh.
Suddenly i woke up. My heart pounding out of my chest. I felt tears running down my face.
I checked the time. It was 12:30. I sighed. The nights since the accident i hadn't been sleeping well. I would usually fall asleep, have a nightmare and barely sleep the rest of the night. It was becoming hard to function. I laid there trying to sleep. Hour after hour past. My eyes burning from lack of sleep. Soon it was morning. My alarm began to buzz. I felt anger fill my body.
I turned it off. I sat up and walked down the stairs. I sat at the breakfast table with my mom.
"Goodmorning." She said.
"How'd you sleep?" She asked.
I looked at her with sadness in my eyes.
"Did you sleep?" She said.
"Not really." I said.
"How about you stay home today and rest. Your in no condition for school." She said.
I nodded.
Me and my mom had problems there was no denying that, but i loved her. In the car accident i thought i lost her. It was hard. She hugged me.
I got some cereal. Chic walked in the room. I jumped a little. For some reason Chic had been in all my nightmares. He sat down and looked at me with no expression on his face.
"Morning, Chic." I said, Nervously.
"Good morning." He said.
I ate my cereal and walked to my room. I tried to rest for a while. I tried to sleep, that didn't work. It was getting late in the day. I heard my phone buzz. I sat up and looked at it. It was Archie.
ARCHIE: Hey, you okay?
ME: Just not really feeling good today.
ARCHIE: Do you need anything?
ME: No, but thanks for asking.
ARCHIE: Course, see you later.
I sat down my phone and sighed. I laid around my room for the rest of the day trying to recuperate.
I heard a knock on the front door. I ran downstairs and opened it. It was Peter.
"Hey." I said.
"Hey." He said.
I smiled at him.
"You wanna come in." I said.
"Yeah." He said.
He walked inside. Chic turned up the TV as if to block us out.
"Do you wanna go upstairs?" I asked.
He nodded.
He came in my room and i shut the door.
"So are you okay?" He said.
"Yeah." I said.
"Betty, you know we had school today, right?" He said.
"Yeah, i just wasn't really feeling good enough to go." I said.
I don't know why but i felt weird about telling him anything was wrong with me.
He looked at me.
"Betty." He said, Looking in my eyes.
I sighed.
"I haven't been sleeping since the accident." I said.
I sat down next to him.
"It's the same every night. I have a nightmare and then i wake up and can't sleep the rest of the night." I said.
"I thought my mom was dead. I can't get that out of my head. When i shut my eyes i see it happen all over again. I can't take it anymore, i just can't." I said, My eyes swelling with tears.
He wrapped his arms around me in a hug.
"I'm so sorry." He said.
The tears came falling out of my eyes onto Peter.
I cried for a while, while Peter held me in his arms.
"Betty, I know there's not much i can say to make you feel better, but I'm here for you. If you need anything I'm here." He said.
"I know." I said, looking at his beautiful eyes.
I watched our hands as our fingers intertwined.
I looked up to meet his eyes already on mine.
His eyes were deep. They had so much compassion and caring in them.
I felt my pulse get intense. I couldn't help but want to kiss him.
He started leaning towards me.
Suddenly my door flew open.
"Oh! Peter i didn't know you were over." My mom said.
Smiles burned bright on both our faces.
"How are you?"She asked.
"I'm good, how are you." He said, laughing lightly.
"Good." She said.
"Elizabeth, i was here to tell you dinner is ready. Peter if you would like to join us you may." She said.
"That would be great." He said.
"Alright." She said.
She shut the door behind her. I sighed and laughed slightly.
"After you." Peter said.
I smiled.
I walked downstairs and sat at the table. Peter sat next to me. Chic sat down and Peters eyes widened and his face went pail.
"Everything alright?" I asked.
"Yeah, yeah." He said.
It was weird.
