"um...not exactly.." I finally croak out, but that all I could say. How do you tell someone that they are basically in here, a hospital, with tubes sticking out of them, and scars they didn't know they had, because of you. He just looked at me, confused, for what seemed about an eternity, an eternity of mindlessly thinking, and blankly staring at each other.
Finally Scar was bold enough, "She was the one driving Beau..." everyone kind of shifted their bodies as if what scar had said made them uncomfortable, and they hoped by moving their bodies they'd find comfort, but physically they never really where in an uncomfortable position, so this action was pointless. I on the other hand remained just as stiff as I was before, just as lifeless as I have been. I was expecting him to hate me, and I was fully prepared to see his eyes flicker with disgust over the realization that I had the nerve to walk foot in the room that he was in because of me.
Instead, he politely smiled and then with a devilish grin said " Well, thanks for getting me out of school."
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BEAUtiful feelings
FanfictionSamantha's life changes after a fatal car accident. Her best friend dies and she struggles to recover.
