Love is blind

A Dramatic Drive

Kira

I gripped the steering wheel with all my might, clenching my teeth. I held my breath as I swung around a corner. Milo day in the seat beside me, pretty calm but still shaken from the trauma he went through today. I guess we both had to face our fears today. I concentrated on the road. Milo began to talke, making it worse.

"How did your performance in vocals go?" He asked.

"Fine," I muttered, a little more aggressive then I meant it to be.

"Are you ok?"

We were stopped at a red light. I let out a deep breath and lean back in my chair.

"I'm...fine."

"No...I don't think you are."

Seeing that the light was now green, I threw my hands on the steering wheel. All I needed right now was silence. I snuck a look a Milo. Terrible images filled my vision. I saw Milo lying on the dashboard just like Zack did. My heart started pounding faster. Breathing became difficult. Then I realized I was staring at him. I shook my head and stared at the road. What if I had crashed? I wasn't ready. I would never be ready. Why did I...

"Kira, what's wrong?" Milo interrupted, sorry filling his voice.

"I...I just can't talk about it right now. I talk about it when we stop."

"Ok. Kira, I just want to make sure you're ok."

"I said I was fine."

My head felt fuzzy. I tried to concentrate on the road but I was too overwhelmed. Every breath was a battle in the war that waged inside my head. Without thinking, I turned, cutting off the car next to me. A deafening honk followed. That was the last straw.

I gasped and pulled the car over to the side of the road. The tears came first, pouring down my cheeks. Then sobs racked my chest. I leaned my head against the wheel.

"Kira! What's going on? You need to tell me what's happening!"

"I can't do it," I whispered between sobs, "I can't do it. I can't do it. I can't do it. I can't..."

"Kira!" He shouted, the sound ringing in my ears, "snap out of it!"

He touched my arm and I shrank away. I couldn't handle anything then. The thoughts in my head were too loud.

"Just breath."

"Stop talking!" I snapped, "I just...just need...quiet."

"Okay."

We sat there in silence for quite some time as I tried to calm down. I used one of the breathing techniques my therapist taught me. Breath in for 1...2...3...4. Hold for 1...2...3...4. Breath out for 1...2...3...4. I finally was able to breathe but the tears started again.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry," I said through teary eyes.

"Don't worry. It's okay! What happened?"

I sighed. I was going to tell him about the accident.

"A while ago, I was driving with one of my...friends. I ended up getting into a serious
accident. It was my fault. My friend didn't survive. My parents have been trying to get me to drive again. Today was the first day I've driven without one of them since."

His face crumpled. He paused and then reached out for my hand. I let him take it.

"Kira, I'm so sorry. I...I didn't realize. You don't have to drive me back! We can walk or call someone! I know how that feels. I'm sorry. Do...do you want a hug?"