Struggle's Sweet Gift (Discontinued)

Chapter 3 : Normal ?

1 month later .

The alarm blared insanely loud . Grumbling under my breath , I reluctantly let my eyes open and was greeted by the rays of light coming through the thin slits between the curtains covering the huge window .

I sighed and flipped the blanket off me , instantly regretting it . My teeth clattered together at the bitter cold air hugging me . I bit my lip and waited for Maria , my best friend and apartment mate, to come help me .

I'd moved to California just two weeks ago and enrolled into one of the best highschools here , Gretchen Whiteny High School . There I met Maria Delacy . Somehow , we both ended up becoming best friends and found out she was searching for a female roommate in her huge apartment . Not wanting to miss the chance , I'd taken up the offer ... and so that's it . I was still not used to my lower half being paralysed , so I was glad that I had a friend like Maria beside me . She'd wake up everyday , prepare breakfast , help me get ready , get ready herself , and then we'd both head off to school in her lamborghini ( yep , that girl was loaded ).

I heard a soft knock on the wooden door . "Come in ". I hollered .

The knob turned , opening the door and in walked a petite young girl with black hair cut in bob and sparkling hazel eyes . She smiled widely , still wearing her apron , and skipped next to me . Using her support , I sat up shakily.

"G morning , Fel ". She greeted in her happy voice .

"G morning , Mar ". I smiled back .

Mar left me on the bed and reached over to the folded wheel chair beside my bedside table . Unfolding it , she helped me sit onto it carefully . I wheezed out a breath and smiled gratefully at her .

I was still on painkillers , so I guess I was fine for the time being . Mar told me of the sweet dream she had last night of her and Josh , her boyfriend , while I gulped down some medicines . She led me to my cupboard where I picked up some clothes and then wheeled me into the shower . I gave her a quick thanks and she left the room to get ready .

I let the warm water pouring on me wash away all my stress , pains and fears , filling me with peace , happiness and new found determination . But ... this wasn't right . No matter how much I tried to fake my feelings and mix in with the school kids , I just couldn't . I wasn't born and bred to be normal . I was born and bred to be a fighter . To fight for the country and protect those dear to me and those who have dear ones and the innocent lives dissolving into nothing everyday . A warrior .

I shrugged the thoughts off and returned back to reality . Turning off the tap, I slipped into my black , full sleeved t shirt and faded jeans . After drying up my hair , I pulled my strawberry blonde locks into a loose ponytail and wheeled myself out of the washroom .

I stuffed my pills into my bag and seated it beside me . Wheeling myself out of my room , I entered the kitchen island and stationed myself in front o the table . I smiled dreamily at the sight of the soft , fluffy pancakes in front of me , topped with my all time favourite nutella .

"Don't drool , Fel ". I heard Mar sighing dramatically , yet playfully .

I rolled my eyes . "Thanks for the food , by the way ".

"Well , what are best friends for ?" She grinned and returned back to eating her pancakes .

I nibbled on my pancakes while I watched her gobble down her breakfast . Mar didn't know the truth of my past . I actually got help from - ex boss - to get a fake identity for myself . I'm Felicia Lewis . 17 years . Senior year . Parents died in a car accidents 4 years ago . I stayed with my aunt and uncle for four years . Then moved to California and took up a new job and school .

That's pretty much what Mar knew . But it killed me that she was being decieved ...

But this was the best option to keep us safe .

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I waited in the garage while Mar cleaned the dishes and locked the door . She helped me into the lamborghini , folding my wheelchair and shoving it into the deck .She got into the driver's seat and started the car . And for a second , I was pulled back to that day .

"This is going to be so much fun !" Sean yelped , eyes glinting mischeviously . "We finally get to kick that bastard's butt ! Drive faster , Mel , will you ?"

"Yeah yeah ". I rolled my eyes , but acclerating my sports car neverthless . We were way over the limit , but being part of an agency had it's perks .

"You must be elated to meet him , eh ?" Sean mused .

I glared at him playfully before returning my attention back to the road . "Shut up ".

"ooh , Do I see you BLUSHING Mel ?"

"Sean !"

"Mel and hottie sitting under a tree , K_I_S_S_I_N_G !" He started chanting in his high pitched voice .

"See ! You don't even know his name !"

He put his hand over his heart , faking hurt . "Yeah, I still cant believe you didn't tell ME his name ! Me , your -"

And before I knew it , I heard a loud screech in front of us , a car appearing out of the thin air and not stopping while still coming towards us at full speed .

When our cars were just a few inches away , my numb brain registered the situation and swerved to a sharp right . I caught sight of the man in the driver's seat of the other car ...

My hesitation messed it all up and I gave out a strangled scream when the car crashed into the door at my side . To my surprice , I felt strong arms lifting me up and and tearing me off the driver's seat . Unfortunately , the seat belt was still on so only half of my body could make it to the passenger seat .

I heard an ear splitting crash , a shatter , a scream , a gasp , an explosion , felt a burn and smelled smoke, blood and fuel . I was supposed to feel pain and scream and thrash , but I couldn't . I just sat , dumbfounded and speechless . Until finally I blacked out . But not before seeing my best friend mouthed BEST FRIENDS and fall lifelessly on my lap .

This wasn't right . Sean was supposed to annoy me . He was supposed to snicker and snort while laughing , tousle my hair , mock my love life , follow me everywhere I go all for the sole purpose of annoying me ...

Not be a soulless , lifeless dummy .