Starting Over • m.c

Chapter 11

"We were out celebrating my friend, Alex's , 19th birthday. She was drunk out of her mind and I was trying to stay sober. I had a couple of drinks but not enough to mess me up. At the end of the night I was driving Alex home, we were blasting music, singing, laughing having a good time, then it happened, a car came out of nowhere. Smashed into the passenger side where Alex was sitting. She died instantly. Her parents kept blaming me. I blamed me. Who else's fault was it? I should have payed more attention to the road. I shouldn't have even drove. I was being immature as usual and I hate myself everyday because of it. I swore to myself I would never drink again after that night." By this time I couldn't feel at all. I was numb.

"You can't blame yourself." Michaels voice startled me. I forgot he was even here. "We're young. We do stupid things. But you can't blame yourself for an accident like that. And you can't take it out on yourself like this" he grabs my hand and puts his hand over my wrist. "Promise me you won't do this again. It hurts me to see you like this. If you ever feel like cutting again, call me." I lean over and put my arms around his neck pulling him right against me. He puts his hands around my waist squeezing me tight.

"Thank you" I say as I hold him tight not wanting to let go.

"No problem. Are you going to be alright for the rest of the night?"

"Will you stay with me?" Michael makes me feel safe, and I really needed his company.

"Of course" I put my head on his chest and cuddle up next to him. He puts his arm around me and in that moment, I felt safe.