A Second Chance

Chapter 1

"William, dude. You've gotta stop being so hard on yourself. It wasn't your fault. It's been like a year. Don't you think its time to put yourself back on the market?"

"I told you already Matthew. I won't love again, I can't..."

"Yes, you can..."

"I told you once already, I don't feel like repeating myself, and I am your boss you know. So please, don't pester me and just get back to work"

"Yeah, okay, fine. But bro, you gotta get out of your office once in a while. You realise that I miss my friend, not my 'Boss'"

I just waved him away. I can't say that he doesn't have a point, but I don't need to get out or love again. It would just be unnecessary. Love is overrated anyway because it hurts too much. It hurts me and it hurts the person I am with. It especially hurts when you lose them.

I sat in my office, alone,  when I get a call from an unknown number. I hang up instantly, people are always prank-calling me. Turns out it was my mum but she texted me instead.

Hey Sweetheart. Come for dinner tonight. Dad and I need to speak with you.

My first question was obvious: How did mum learn how to text?

My second question was a little simpler: When did my mum get a new phone? 

It was probably Luce though. My annoying sister always trying to make my parents technologically driven or advanced. It hasn't been working though.

I'm honestly dreading having dinner with my family. I'm still touchy about the subject that they tend to continuously bring up. Apparently, if I truly loved Cori then I would have known that she would have wanted me to be happy. Absolute Rubbish!

They have no clue what I feel when I even think about her I remember hearing the explosion behind me. Turning around and seeing the fire blazing. Not seeing her come out after me. Lying on the road, just waiting for paramedics. Waiting for someone to help, anyone. They were not the ones questioned by the police about the incident continuously. They have no clue what it was like.

Our case was never solved. What exactly happened in that car, well, no one knows exactly. All I remember from before the accident was us talking. My weekly visits with the psychologist helped slightly but not that much. I hate psychology. It is too psychic for me. I still can't love and let's just say, I wasn't this grumpy before. I was a pretty big 24-year-old, dork, if I do say so myself. But I was a lovable 24-year-old dork. Well that me is GONE.

(Flashback)

"Cori, will you be the rose to my bush of thorns by being my wife?" See told you I was a major dork. That's the worst line ever.

We were at the beach, surrounded by candles shaped into a heart. The sun had just gone down. There I was, on my knees, in front of the most beautiful girl that has ever walked this planet. Her golden-brown hair and green eyes. She wasn't perfect like she would say, but she was to me.

"YES. A million times YES!"

And at that moment when we kissed, I swear that even the sun peaked. It shone so bright, so beautiful but it may just have been Cori. That's how spectacular she was-to me at least. More beautiful than the sun. More beautiful than a rose about to bloom and more beautiful than the moon's reflection on the still night ocean.

(End Flashback)

She always loved the ocean. She also loved cars, the Ferrari I bought her to be specific. The same Ferrari that is know used at scrap metal at the junkyard. It took her away from me. The thing she loved most took away the person I loved most. Another reason that I can never love again. IT IS TOO UNPREDICTABLE!

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