As I watch the droplets travel down the car window, my face fills with rage, as I express my frustration to my mom. She just argues with me, I don't know what to do, she just, doesn't even love me, my face softens when I turn away as the tears roll down my face, "Why do you hate me!!!!!" I scream with all my heart, I didn't even notice that we were still arguing, the time flys by and before I have the chance to blink the car flips as my body feels weak and trembles. I wake up to the excursating pain in my head bloodied and swollen , my mom, passed out, everything looks so blurry as my eyes roll back into my head, I try and fight the urge to sleep but it's to late, everything turns to nothing. The next thing I know is my brother by my side I try to ensemble some words and he just keeps repeating the same words over and over again like I'm in a loop "WAKE UP" my eyes slowly flicker back to reality I realise I wasn't in the hospital at all I was still in the car I try to unbuckle my belt but the blood just drips of my head onto the roof my head pounding I manage to slip out of my seat and I undo my moms seatbelt, just in time as the ambiance comes. My eyes slowly open but this time my best friend is there, with McDonalds in her hands, even though I can't eat it I manage a small smile and she bursts in tears "It's been three years Emily " my heart clutches as I feel my face go pale, she puts down the food and gives me a hug the tears stream down my face as I embrace her, " where is Josh"? " Emily he tried to... kill himself. He's in a mental facility" "he's okay he's, just he thought you died" "wait where's my..... she's she's d-dead" I mutter out the words so softly the tears spill over my pillow and becomes wet from my sobbing. The days go past and I get my physical strength back but not my mental the last thing I said to my mom was so harsh I deeply regretted saying it as soon as it jumped out of my mouth I wish. I wish. it was me who died.
To Be Continued...
