~Beth~
I still remember the crash. Everything. How could I forget?
I can remember the screeching of the tires, the sound of breaking glass as my car wrapped around the tree trunk and scrapping metal as the other car flipped.
The smell of blood and gas still burn my nose.
But the thing I remember most of all, out of everything that happened that night, was the pain.
The pain as my arm was smashed through the window, the pain as my back was stabbed by the roof of my car as it caved on impact, the pain as my hips were crushed by the steering wheel and the pain in knowing that I was the cause of a death that night.
I wasn't expected to live yet something kept me here, something.. someone, wanted me to live. It wasn't me, because that night, after everything that had happened, everything I had done, I was ready to die. Even after I made it out of the hospital, I had no desire to live, no motivation.
That was a month ago and I still feel the same way today as I walk down the road that was the scene of the wreck. The only sound was the crunch of gravel under my feet and cane. I hated the stupid thing but I wouldn't walk without it.
I heaved a sigh before slowly sitting beside the small cross on the side of the road in the shade of my tree. I called My Tree it was the tree that my car wrapped around, that was still stained in my blood.
I ran my hands through my nappy brown hair and stared at the peeling paint on the cross, "That should have been me. Your dead because of me. I didn't even know your name." I felt the sting of tears behind my lashes, "You should have never died that night. I don't deserve to live."
I pulled the pill bottle from my pocket, spinning it in my hand. My tears splashedagainst the lable, blurring the name of the drug. It didn't matter, I knew the name by heart. Leave it to the doctors to give me Morphine, it's like they knew what I was planning to do.
I opened the bottle and poured the pills into my hand. Staring at them, I took deep breaths to work u my nerve before I tilted my head back and popped the pills into my mouth.
YOU ARE READING
Crash
RomanceBeth had her life right where she wanted it until a car crash brings her close to death and she is face with a spirit that didn't make it. Now Beth finds herself being followed by this entity and well.. she kinda doesn't mind. ©