AUTHORS NOTE: Hi guys! FINALLY chapter 18 is up! Hope you guys enjoy it! please comment your thoughts while you read I LOVE reading all of them and responding <333 happy reading xxHARRY'S POV
The drive back to Castle hill hasn't been too bad so far. Jane has kept me entertained for the most part, although I don't think I have ever played so many games of Ispy and searched for that many license plates that aren't from Washington before.
Surprisingly Jane hasn't shown any sort of regret for leaving behind her parents. I'm glad that she made that decision for herself and I didn't need to give her my input. I know she ultimately made the right decision and will be better off without them in the afterlife anyways.
"OKLAHOMA!" Jane suddenly shouts, pointing at the license plate on the silver minivan in front of us.
Now being pulled from my deep thought, I chuckle at her sudden outburst.
"Jane we are almost home and I don't think I can hear one more state name being shouted in this car, for the love of God, can we cut the roadtrip games short?" I desperately plead.
She shoots me a glare but quickly sticks her tongue out at me childishly.
"Fine, party pooper"
I ignore her insult and smirk slightly at her before focusing back on the road and making sure I don't miss the turn back to candance manor.
As I pull into the driveway Jane takes a deep breath and exits the car silently.
"You okay?" I ask while grabbing our bags from the back of the car.
"Yeah I'm fine, I'm gonna go find Em and Westley and tell them the news about my parents..." She replies.
As she walks off to find Westley and Em I can't help but wonder if she knows that I talked to her parents before we were supposed to meet them at the diner.
MAX'S POV
A week. It's been one week since Jane left me. And it's all my fault. I finally had the opportunity to win her over, and I lost it.
If I had ever known that kissing her would have made me 'forgive myself' I would have taken things a lot slower. Stupid in-between, Stupid afterlife, Stupid Harry.
Harry has always been the one to take what I want and steal it right from my fingertips, I've lived in his shadow since we were young and clearly since he died nothings changed.
I haven't gone to work in 3 days because I can't stop thinking about her. I was in love with my best friend and I didn't even realize it until she died.
A sudden knock on the door startles me, I step over the numerous empty beer bottles and make my way to the door.
I open the door and there stands officer whittmore with her arms crossed and an angry look on her face.
"Good evening Max," she starts "I'm here to ask you a couple of questions regarding your mental health"
"My mental health..?" I question, still wondering why she is at my house.
"Yes, It should only take a few minutes if you'll let me in" she says walking closer to the door to enter my house.
I open the door wider to let her pass through, But quickly regret it when I realize my living room is covered in empty beer bottles and trash.
"What's all this?" She questions, walking up to all the garbage I've accumulated over the past 3 days.
"Look, officer Whitmore, I'm not sure why you're here so late at night but I need to rest. There's a lot going on in my life right now." I say while starting to walk towards the door to let her out. I cant deal with this right now.
"Max, that's why I'm here," She says with sympathy in her voice.
"Your manager at Mel's came to the police station to file a missing report on you because he said you haven't been to work this whole week and the last he saw you was when your came to work intoxicated and he had to send you home." She says a little more sternly, not moving from the middle of the room.
I knew I couldn't tell Whitmore about Jane and everything that happened. For one she would think I'm insane and probably send me to a mental hospital, but I know she just wouldn't understand regardless.
All I know is that I need to get out of here and get some fresh air. All I've been doing for the past 3 days is sit and think about Jane and how happy she is with Harry. Harry doesn't even deserve her. I just wish I could turn back time and be the one she fell in love with instead of him.
"Max" Whitmore says, pulling me from my thoughts.
"Look I really need some fresh air," I start. "I promise I'll go to work tomorrow completely sober and get my head straight." I say with exhaustion as I grab my jacket with my keys in the pocket and head for the front door.
Whitmore sighs heavily and follows me out the door.
"I'm worried about you Max, please, come by the station anytime if you need anything." She says while pulling out of my driveway and onto the main road leaving me with the cold and darkness to engulf me.
I decide to hop into my car and go for a drive. I need to get all of this out of my head and take a deep breath.
I decide to drive to the diner and apologize to my boss.
But as I drive on the dark windy roads to the diner everything seems to look blurry. Why am I so dizzy?
I Lose my hold on the wheel and my tire hits against the metal barrier that separates my car and the thousands of feet of forest beneath me. I rub my eyes and try to concentrate but it's too late.
The barrier snaps and the world seems to stop. Everything happening in slow motion. The windshield in front of me shatters as I roll down the hill. My heart was beating out of my chest. I probably flipped about 6 times before landing on what seems to be my now upside down vehicle.
I let out a painful groan because my arm is in horrific pain and is most likely broken. I'm too weak to unbuckle myself but if I plan to live I need to get out of this car.
Smoke suddenly engulfs the car and I start to cough. My lungs burning from the toxic air.
I can feel myself slowly going unconscious.
Using my feet I manage to get the seatbelt off and kick the door open. When I stand up the whole world is spinning, I tumble over and land on the dirt of the hill my car landed on.
I feel something trickling down my forehead and when I look down I see blood covering my fingers. This is not good.
I can guarantee I broke a few bones, will have bruises everywhere, and need to get out of here. But I'm too weak, I can't do it.
When I layed on the dirt surrounding me I realized how quiet it was.
I was bleeding out in multiple areas, Bruises all over my body, and not a single soul around me. And after a few peaceful minutes, I realized something.
I'm going to die here.
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