A Perfect Piece Of Forever

Part 3

~Rose POV~
I plugged in my phone and played some soft music in the background. I gazed up to my ceiling and closed my eyes listening to the lyrics of the song.
Twenty minutes passed before I opened my eyes to look at my phone again, the same song was still playing on repeat.
The bright light of my phone made my squint, I scurried to turn the brightness down. Not to my surprise I  had no notifications, except one from Facebook which simply said 'you have a memory today' I still decided to go and check what it could be.
My phone screen was filled with a picture of my mother, father and older brother.
It said
'Rose you have a memory with Jamie - 7 years ago today'
My eyes began to sting as they filled with burning tears as I looked at the picture. A frozen image of a now distant memory. We were all smiling and wrapped up with woollen hats and scarfs and gloves. It was in November and snow had fallen that year.
We were all smiling, laughing as we froze our noses and toes in the bitter snow. We were unaware of the pain we would receive the next day.
The next day my mother - Audrey, my father - David and my brother - Jamie, would be involved in a dreadful car accident, a drunken lorry driver and a small icy road. My mother was the only survivor.
The lorry struck the car, sending it spinning and then rolling for 500 yards. It finally stopped rolling when it hit a tree. My father suffered the most impact.

Since then it's only been my mother and myself and of course my dog - Prince. We were a small broken family but we did not allow that to make us any less of a family. This year was going to be my sixteenth birthday and my mum and I had planned to celebrate. Despite being sick, in pain and unable to live a normal teenage life my mother ensured to give me the most normal life as possible. Although, she was never the same since the day we lost dad and Jamie.
My mother had fallen into a deep depression after losing dad and Jamie. She always said that dad was the love of her life and soulmate and called Jamie her little dumplin' I know she missed them a lot. We both did. I hear her cry sometimes - it's not easy on her. Not with losing the love of her life, her son and now she's slowing losing me. She's watching me deteriorate right in front of her eyes and there's nothing she can do to stop it or slow it down.

I decided to close Facebook and instead I searched the pages of Twitter and Instagram. I stared longingly at the beautiful models and gorgeous celebrities that filled my screen and heart with delight.
I wished I could be like them they're beautiful, skinny and well - perfect. I on the other hand am everything that they are not; I carry more weight than I wish I did, I have a strange abnormality in my spine which makes me look like the hunchback of Nortedam. I'm self-conscious, petty and sensitive. I'm also incredibly socially awkward and I hate to leave the comfort of my room and the safety of Netflix.

I often wonder how my life would be if it had been different...