Chapter Three
The psychiatrists said doing this would help to put my mind at peace, so I don't keep everything bottled up inside. I don't believe them, but I hope you understand. Before I tell you what's ruined your life and, in turn, mine, I just want to remember what it was like to be young.
Do you recall that one time we went to Alton Towers and it was absolutely chucking it down? We got there as soon as it opened because you wanted to go on every single ride; you'd never been before, but the rain caused some of the rides to be closed. Instead we just went on the rapids about six times and got monumentally drenched. My waterproof coat wasn't so waterproof after that.
We had some good times together and I need to tell you now that you've changed my life and I'll never forget you. You'll be happy to know I'm no longer anorexic, and I've stopped cutting. It took so long, but I'm finally there. You'd be proud of me.
Okay, it's taken a long time for me to find the words, but I can finally say it. It was me that was the cause of your premature death. I know you can't forgive me, and it's taken years of therapy for me to forgive myself. That phone call you were receiving which distracted your mum from the road was from me.
A lorry from the opposite lane ran into the side of the car that you were sat in as your mum was making a right turn into the estate. Your mother was paralysed by the crash, and luckily your little sister managed to escape with just a few shards of glass in her hand. She's perfectly okay now. The crash sent large splinters of glass into your skull and you died upon the impact.
I just wanted to be with you. I was phoning you to let you know how much I loved you and missed you; I was going to ask if you wanted to arrange something at the weekend, like going to the cinema.
Writing this is my closure to you. I will never not be sorry and my thoughts will be of you until the day I die. I just wanted to say a few things- Thank you for everything. Goodbye.
YOU ARE READING
Catch A Falling Star
Historia CortaYou were there, since the beginning. And it wasn't your fault. It was mine. I couldn't save you in time. This is a short story of love and loss.
