Chapter 8

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The car ride was silent. My mom kept looking over at me. "Keep your eyes on the road mom. I don't want to die the same way dad did," I said with no heart. I don't know what's wrong with me. It's like every emotion tht ever stepped foot in the forest of doom, known as my body, scurried away like little rats. And what was I left with? ANGER! The most putrid of emotions. I looked out the window, hoping that I would get sad instead I angry. The only reason for that is because I don't want to flip out on mom and heart her feelings. After all she's done for me she doesn't deserve it. I'm finally feeling sad instead of angry so I look up to apologize to my mom. But when I look up I see she's looking at me again and not the road. So just to be sure I look up at the road and sure enough she's in the wrong lane. Thankfully nobody is near us. "Mom your in the wrong lane," I say a little agitated but not angry. "What? No I'm not in the wrong lane." Yeah ya are." "No I'm not. Just let me do the driving." "I don't want to get in a car accident." "CASSANDRA! Stop. Just stop. I know what I'm doing." "WILL U AT LEAST TAKE A LOOK AT THE ROAD TO SEE THAT I AM RIGHT!?" I hate yelling at my mom. Oh shit! There's a car coming down on our lane. It's far enough away. "Mom look there's a car coming our way just go into the other lane." "Look there are no cars coming. We're fine." "No were really not its behind those trees." Yet she still doesn't listen. It's so close now. "MOM MOVE THE DAMN CAR!" "HOW DARE YOU SWEAR AT ME! I'm your mother and u will give me some respect." "OK MOM IM SORRY BUT THERE IS A FUCKING CAR RIGHT THERE!" And she notices too. I hear a swerve and a crash. I don't know if we made it or not. I closed my eyes before it happened. I open my eyes a little and I see a car tipped over. Our car is down in a ditch. But I'm not inside of it. I race down to the crash and see 2 bodies. Wait if I'm not in it y r there 2 bodies. I get a closer look and I see me. What the heck. This is so weird. I see my mom. Her head is through the windshield. A bone peeking out of her leg and foot. Blood all over her precious body. She's holding my hand. And then I see me. My body is leaned forward so that I don't let go of my moms hand. My head is through the dashboard. Blood everywhere. What's happening. Am I dying? (A/N if i stay for all the noses in the world.) I feel so bad. I never even told my mom I loved her. All she wanted to hear was that I loved her.

I wake up in a sweat. It was all a dream. I look over at my mom shaking and quickly say," Mom. I love you!" She looked at me and said,"I love you too. What happened tht was so bad that made you leave?" I shook my head to let her know tht I wasn't in the mood. She nodded in acceptance.

For days I didn't eat. I didn't leave my room not once. Luckily my room had its own bathroom or else I'd be screwed. I locked my door and every morning my mom would bang on the door saying that if I came out she'd give me ice cream. Chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream to be exact. And since I couldn't turn tht down I would come out. My mom I always would ask me the same questions: "What the hell happened?" "Why the fuck do u never leave your room?" etcetera. She really didn't lay off the swears. I would never answer her questions let alone try to. Since I haven't talked for days my throat hurt. A lot. The ice cream did nothing. Right after I ate my ice cream I'd always race up to my room and lock the door for the rest of the day. Until today.

I was doing my usual. Sitting in the corner of my room crying with my knees covering my face. My mom bribed me and everything was the same until after I finished the ice cream. I was about to run but my mom grabbed my arm and locked the door. "You've been living off of ice cream for a week. Your going to tell me what happened and then change your routine," my mom said with an obviously proud voice. Since I didn't want to lie but I didn't want to tell her the real reason (knowing that she would think it was stupid) I said," Well I was having nightmares about you and me getting hurt and I was just really scared. I mean considering the fact that all of my nightmares come true." She nodded and said," Well obviously all your dreams come true too because I got a letter today from a director named Wes Ball. Yeah it said that your audition was wonderful and he'd love to have you in his film. This is so great! I'm just a little upset that you didn't tell me." Oh my god. "I didn't tell you because I was hoping I wouldn't get the part. My friends made me go to the audition. Well they didn't make me, they convinced me," I said. "You don't need to worry about you being alone though. I don't want to be in the movie. They can find somebody else," I added. My mom shook her head with wide eyes and said," No. You have to go. It's your dream. And I have other friends. And the two puppies. Besides in the letter it said that somebody confirmed that you will act in the movie, so you have too." I'll take one guess on who that person was. Thomas Brodie Sangster.

-Authors note-
Super long chapter. Guess she's going back to see her idols. Comment ur fav ice cream flavor. IZ NEEDZ TOZ NOSE! Ha! Get it? Nose! Anyways thanks to the noses that actually commented. Keep Calm and Be A Nose!

-Cassandra-

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