"I don't want to go" I told Amber as I laid in my bed. "Come on Sara, it'll be good for you." She urged. "I just got over a breakup, I don't feel like going out. I don't need a relationship." I said back. "Look, my friend Shane Walsh will be there. He's a cool guy. He's single too. Just give him a chance." She went through my closet, pulling out a pair of jeans and a cute shirt. "Here, wear this!" I sighed. "Fine, I'll go. But I don't have to like it" I teased. "You're gonna love it" she said happily.
That flashback is constantly playing in my head. That was the last time I ever saw her. She got into a car accident on the way to the party she invited me to and she died. My best friend in the entire world. She was fucking dead. I guess I should be happy that she died from something more natural than what more than half of the world had died from, right? I mean, my uncle died by getting bit by a person. A dead person. Sounds crazy right? Yeah, I thought so too until I saw it happen right in front of my own eyes.
My dad was dragging me through the woods. I didn't want to go with him and was struggling to break free of his grip. "Get the fuck off me John!" I shouted. He slapped me hard. "Don't you DARE talk to me like that you little whore! I'm your father!" he shouted at me. "Barely" I said. My dad was an abusive piece of shit and I hated him. I continued to try and break free. His hand gripped my wrist tighter, which I knew would leave yet another bruise. "Bitch, if you don't stop fuckin struggling, I'm gonna choke the shit out of yo-AAAAHHHH FUCK!" John shouted and let go of my wrist as he clutched on to the gaping hole in his neck. My eyes widened in horror. I didn't care that John was hurt, I was more horrified that someone just took a fucking chunk out of his neck. I smiled at the fact that John was in pain. He deserved it after what he did to me and my sister Jessica. Jessica was older than me by a few years. She ran away constantly when we were little. Her and my dad would get into big fights and he would hit her and she would leave. But one day she left and never came back. It made me sad to think about.
"Sara....help....me" John struggled to get his words out. I walked over to him, knelt down, and got close to his ear. "Nothing makes me happier than seeing you in pain. Rot in hell, John." I said happily. I stood up and kicked him in the stomach. He coughed and started hacking up some blood. John had a gun and shot whoever bit him in the head. Too bad, I wanted to thank them. So I sat on the forest floor, playing on my cell phone that had 50% left. Might as well play a game since my texts or calls don't work. I think my phone might be broken, I'll have to go get another one. John was still hacking and coughing on the ground, then it finally got silent. "Jesus, took him long enough" I muttered to myself. Thats when I heard a twig snap behind me a I looked up to see John. Alive and walking around.
