Memories in the world of luck.

First chapter/the car crash

Alexander sigh as he looks outside the small window in the car. How long was he here? No idea, a string of blood fell continuously from his head, he hit his head pretty hard... No way he'd get out of this car alive. The blondette now redette also didn't know why he thinked so calmly, and that he felt no pain. Probably adrénaline... Memories started to fly over the boy whom his head was down, one of his arms was broken and the window wouldnt budge, no matter how strong he kicked it. His phone also didn't have any battery left...The belt wouldn't move either...

The first memory that came was him in middle school, alone and crying, he was being bullied again, he started crying just like the little boy in the memory. Then he was in highschool, being betrayed by his only friend, again, he was still crying, he couldn't stop. After that it was a more recent memory, of his mom dying.... In a car crash... He was also about to die from a car crash, ironically. Not once in his life Alexander felt slightly better than his usual sad mood, not once... He always had this bitter feeling, and still had it now. The redette was going to die, without an happy moment, going to die alone...

Cry and cry... He kept wasting all of the water in his body on the ground... Plock. Plock. Plock. The sound of his tears echoed in the car. Alexander had his head down for quite a while now, his face was more red than blood and he was getting quite dizzy.
"I'm gonna die... Ha... What did I do in my last life for that..?" joked Alexander, who started to lose more and more sanity and consciousness.

Why didn't he just let himself fall asleep and die if he knew he was going to die? A part of him hoped he got saved, which was pretty impossible... But nothing is impossible they say... But impossible truly is impossible, since why wouldn't Alexander get true friends? Why wouldn't he get a loving dad... Why did his mother drank so much alchool? It was impossible to get them to be loving and caring. Yet he hoped he was wrong, he hoped he was dumb and over-looked thing, he hoped his parents loved him, like every normal child, he wanted the love from his parents. The place of his death, his tomb, this car, seemed like the best place to think... For the last time...That got him nostalgic despite the fact he never had such an outstanding life, nor was happy for real. He lied everyday, all the time. "Hey kids? Are you all alright?" "Yes sensei!"... "Son, don't cry. You're a man." "I wasn't crying, I was testing eye-drops for the drama club." "You should leave that club, it's femine, it shows a wrong image of you" It's not like anyone really cared about him, they just asked by politess... Ha... Save the images. Those same images... A.k.a mental stickers, the best excuse to bully someone! There's the nerd, the slut, the shy boy, miss goodie two shoes! Alexander fell in the shy boy category...

Alexander's eyes lids got heavier and heavier... The true weight they had which was equal to a feather, became the one of a ball, before becoming as heavy as two elephants.   He was about to fall unconscious... When he remebered, this person... The one... That didn't leave him... He forgot everything about him, like if he was hit... By a very heavy thing. Except, his first name, Julian. One day, Alexander just forgot him, and never talked to him again, but why? Again no idea... How long had it been anyways? The blondette now redette closed his eyes, and started to hear screams and sirens.

SPLISH!... The window was broken.

Tchik! The seat belt was removed.

Spoushm! Alexander was catched before he fell.

Alexander was brought out the car by a paramedic with the help of a firefighter, and placed on a medical strecher. The blondette opened his eyes for one last time... Before falling into the darkness of a deep coma, a never ending nightmare.

"J-Julian?" was the last words he said, in 5 years.