Chapter 2: The Crash

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I turned around and saw Idina coming out of the stage door. I held in a loud fangirl-ish scream. Idina noticed us and said hi. We chatted for a minute or two. Suddenly, I heard a loud bang. I turned to around to see what it was and I saw fire errupt from two cars that had collided. One was a dark green pickup truck. And the other was a white Lexus. With three people in it. 

"No... This isn't happening," I whispered to myself. 

Tears started to roll down my cheeks. I couldn't stop staring at the wreckage. Both cars were completely destroyed and the flames seemed to get bigger by the second. The pickup truck had even flipped over onto it's side. There was no way that anyone were alive after a crash like that. I felt someone put a hand on my back. It was Idina. Katie had run over to the crash to help out. I heard the sirens of fire trucks and police cars and ambulances coming toawrd us. 

"Wh..Wh..What..." I couldn't even get a full sentence out before I started sobbing uncontronably. Idina pulled me into a hug and rubbed my back as I was gasping for air. I don't know how long I stood there crying on Idina's shoulder. I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked up to see Katie with tears in her eyes. By the look on her face, I knew that they were gone. My mother. My father. My aunt. Gone. Just like that. I was in shock. I couldn't talk. I couldn't do anything. I felt numb. 

A million thoughts started to race through my head. Where was I going to go to school? Who was I going to live with? Heck, WHERE was I going to live? All of my grandparents were dead and my extened family lived in California. And the only extened family I had was my aunt and uncle on my dad's side, who I didn't know very well. They already had three kids and didn't have room for more. It would be almost impossible for Katie to take care of me. She worked 12+ hours everyday and didn't really have room for me in her small apartment. I couldn't live alone. I didn't even think my parents wrote a will. And If they did, who would be my caretaker? I just didn't know. I feared for my future. I was scared of what was to come.

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