A Long Way From Home

Chapter 1

Maddison

Flashback

I had just arrived to the party that my boyfriend, Jason invited me to earlier today. I walked into the kitchen to grab a drink since I was only drinking one so I could still drive my car home. It's been about 2 hours since I got here and I still haven't seen Jason. I had just walked away from mine and Oliva's group of friends. The house is packed with drunk and horney teenagers and red solo cups littered all on the floor. I walked up the stairs to find the bathroom. I rounded the corner and stopped at the door to my left.

As soon as I opened the door I dropped my phone as I look at the two figures in front of me. I seen Oliva's best friend, Michelle, sitting on a guy. They were both butt-naked. I picked my phone up off the floor and was about to close the door when I heard her moan "Jason!" I pushed the door the rest of the way open and flipped on the light switch. There on the bed was Jason and he was balls deep in Michelle.

I laughed as I had tears spilling from my eyes. As I stifled a sob I see Jason's head snap to me and his eyes go wide. "Baby, Mads, it's not what you think!!" He pleaded. I laughed a humorless laugh and said "No. it's EXACTLY what I think it is. I hope the slut was worth it because you just lost me. We are OVER Jason. I knew you'd end up cheating on me." I slammed the door behind me and went down the steps and out the front door while calling my mom to come and get me, seeing as I was too upset to even drive.

"Mads, You okay?"

"N-no. Can you come and get me momma? I can't drive. I just caught Jason cheating on me with Michelle."

"aw, baby. Dad and I are on our way. Just sit tight."

"Thank you mom. Also, be careful it's starting to ran harder."

"Always sweetie. Liv is sleeping but I left her a note. We will see you in a few."

"Bye, momma."

As I hung up the phone I sat down on the porch swing and started drinking a bottle of beer. After about twenty minutes I see mom's car pull up. I wasted no time running and getting into the back seat. As soon as I had my seat belt on, dad pulled away from the sidewalk and started the drive home. I was staring out the window not listening to my parents asking me questions and talking to me about what happened. I turned my head back to the front and all I seen were headlights, then a crash, screaming, and then silence. The last thing I remember is hearing someone calling 911 and then I blacked out.

When I woke up I was instantly blinded by the bright lights above my head. I closed my eyes and then listened, I could hear the breathing of two people and the constant beep from what I believe is a heart monitor indicating that I was in the hospital. I braced myself again and opened my eyes to look around the room. It was a pretty basic room. White walls, white floors, the bed I was in was just an ordinary hospital bed. I had a blue blanket covering me from the waist down.

I turned my head towards the breathing sounds to see Oliva scrunched up in a chair with her hand gripping onto mine. I take a good look at my twin sister and see the tear stains on her cheeks showing me that she had been crying. I look at the next sleeping figure and notice that it's my Pap, mom's dad. I cough as I try to call out for liv and she must of heard me because her eyes snapped open showing me her hazel eyes that were really red. It didn't take her long before I had a cup of water in front of me with Liv sitting on my bed beside me.

I downed the water and then asked "Where's mom and dad?"

She started to cry again and pulled me into a hug. Pap woke up and did the same thing and then looked into my eyes and said "You were in an accident last night. The car was hit head-on by a semi. I'm sorry maddi, but your mom and dad died on impact. The doctors didn't think that you were going to make it throughout the night."

I couldn't speak. They couldn't be gone. They just couldn't be. I didn't cry because all I felt was guilt, if I hadn't been so stupid and just drove myself home they would still be alive. I just stared at the wall in front of me, not speaking or showing any kind of emotion. When the doctors would come in and ask questions I would answer them but never take my eyes off of the wall.

When it was time to go home I still hadn't shown any emotions. I ignored everyone besides Liv and Pap and even then I didn't tell them that it was my fault that our parents were dead. We had pulled up to our house that was once so homey but now felt so empty. It was like I was on auto-pilot because as soon as I walked into the house I went straight up the stairs and straight into my parents room. I looked around the room. In the middle of the back wall was a California king size bed with a beautiful tan and white design bed set. To the left was a door that led to their walk-in closet and on the right was a door that led to their bathroom. I went straight to the closet and grabbed one of dads shirts and one of moms. I walked out of the closet and went right to the bed.

Once I sat down I look at the nightstand to see there was a picture of mom, dad, Liv, and I standing in front of the house from when we first moved here. I grabbed the picture and brought it to my chest and whispered "I'm Sorry" as I laid down on the bed holding onto the shirts and picture. I laid there and just cried. I cried for my parents being gone. I cried for Oliva because I killed our parents. I cried for my pap because he lost his daughter and son-in-law. Lastly, I cried for myself because my boyfriend of 3 years cheated on me and on that exact same night, I killed Liv and I's parents. My heart was broken and I don't think I will ever be the same. That was my last thought before I fell asleep and it was also the last night I had ever cried.