Black vans walking along the we asphalt, glass crunching under his feet. He continued to walk, not wanting to look back. Blood dripped from his head, down onto his face. The sirens getting closer and closer as he walked. Tears, sweat, and blood mixing together as he started to slow down, dropping to the ground. He just broke down, crying as the paramedics got there. He watched as people in uniforms started to walk towards the car and him. Two younger women helped him up, but he didn't want help. He knew it was his fault, he knew she was dead. He knew that he was the one to lose control of the car, he could never forgive himself. He fell back down to the ground, hugging his knees. The two women trying to help him again, but he wouldn't let them. He watched as two guys carried his girlfriend to the ambulance and he ran over, pushing hair out of her face. Her face looked and felt cold, tiny pieces of glass in her eyebrow. He cried out in sorrow 'I'm sososo sorry, this is all my fault..' He let tears fall, falling down to the ground. The two guys loaded her up into the ambulance, and then they picked him up, carrying him to the other one. He didn't care anymore, he just let them drag him. He felt lifeless, he felt numb, he felt like he'd never love again.
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Confessions [a.i]
Fanfictionthe love of his life dies, right next to him. will he ever be able to love again? talk again? look at someone the same again?