Letters To You

Chapter Three Part One

The Past

After writing Luke his letter I secretly put the paper deep within his wallet. Behind his mum's picture. His mum is beautiful. She looked young. Absolutely stunning. I never thought I'd do this but, I think about what happened 5 years ago when I was 14.

*four years ago*

Mom and I were in her silver bmw driving up Sydney's busy highway on the way to Aunt Claire's for her wedding this weekend.

"Mum, do you think Aunt Claire is gonna like the earings I bought her?" I asked my mom as I felt the heart shaped box in my bag.

"Of course she will sweetheart. You know Aunt Claire love's jewelry. That's why I got her a.necklace to match." She said as she placed a hand on my knee. I smile and grab the polaroid camera from the dashboard and snap a picture of mum.

She was driving. Both hands on the wheel. Her long beautiful blonde hair fixed messily in a braid at the side of her head. The best part was. She was smiling ahead.

She stopped at a red in the intersection. Waiting for it to turn green. I just watched her.

I didn't know what was happening because she took off her seatbelt and hovered over towards me in the passenger seat.

And that's when it hit us. The red chevy crashed into us as our car flew and landed upside down. I looked at mom. She wasn't moving.

Im starting to get scared.

"Muuum! Mum wake up. You gotta get up. Aunt Claire is waiting for us." I said crying while shaking her furiously.

"Mum! Mum get up. Please." I said as I brushed her bangs out of her eyes.

"I love you sweetheart." She said and kissed my hand. And then just like that, she was gone.

"Moommy! Mommy please wake up. Don't leave me." I said as I heard my car door open and a person dragging me out.

"Let me go! Moom! Let me go!!!" I fought dad off as I desperately tried to get to mom.

We were bought to the hospital, but she never came back.

I cried into my dad's shirt as I gripped the printed out picture of her driving. Seconds before she was ripped from my grasp.