Olivia has been diagnosed with bipolar disorder since she was three. One day she gets kidnapped, discovers a secret from six years ago, her best friend is killed in the process but she cannot remember any incident from the kidnap.
She's forced to ch...
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Smoke!!!
I was suffocating. Quickly I opened my eyes to the red flames blazing the house. I was no longer in the cupboard, I was sitting on the damp floor and my ribs hurt. The heat from the fire was too hot, I could feel my entire body burning. I gaze down to the floor and my fear gripped my heart. The ground felt damp because I was sitting on blood, I traced the origin of the blood with my eyes and I shrieked like a banshee. Derek was lying across the floor covered in his own blood.
I think I heard voices outside the door but before I could figure what was happening I passed out. I had inhaled too many smoke already so I just welcomed the darkness without even trying to resist.
"She's awake" I heard my mom scream.
My mom, really? How did she get here and where's all the smoke? Oh God! I guess I died already. Please let me go to heaven, I've done to many bad things already I guess that's not possible.
I tried to say something but I could only whisper. Almost immediately I saw a man in a white coat coming over to my bed with a smile plastered on his face and several nurses, then it dawned on me. I was in the hospital.
"Hey there, how are you doing?" The doctor asked but I only nodded. "I'll like you to take deep steady breaths while I listen to your heartbeat". I listened because I was not in the mood to argue, the only thing on my mind right now was Derek. I wondered if he was okay.
" Mom, where's Derek?" I asked when I finally found my voice. My mom froze and then forced a smile on her face.
"He's okay hun, now focus on getting better then you'll get a chance to see him".
I know that face, she was covering up something. I already knew what it was but I prayed it wasn't true hanging onto false hope.
"Mom, you're lying to me and I don't like it. Where's Is Derek?" By now I couldn't control the tears as they flowed freely down my cheek.
"I'm sorry hun, but he couldn't make it. He was damaged beyond repair. Now for all of our sakes can you stop crying and get better. The police will be here soon to question you_____". My mom was still speaking but I didn't hear a word she said, I was in a daze.
I slowly remembered the last time I saw Derek, he was lying in the pool of his own blood, his face disfigured. I assumed he had been hit on the head with a really heavy object. Now that I think about it, he wasn't dead yet, I still remember he whispered sorry to me before I passed out. I just lost my best friend after realising I killed his sister.
My heart was shattered, it couldn't be mended. I do not blame Derek for what he did, he'll forever be my best friend because the things he did for me, I mean the things he did for my life can never be forgotten. I really do not know how I'm gonna survive now but I hope I'll be fine.
