Motocross is my life

Chapter 19 (Final Chapter)

I walked downstairs and the smell of bacon filled the air, my mother was in the kitchen cooking away at a breakfast that could feed an army. 

"OH! I didn't expect you up so early honey." She turned around and gave me a hug. "How are you doing, I know that this is hard for you." She looked at me like she was expecting me to say something.

It had been a week since my brother had passed away due to his injuries, and I guess a part of me had gone with him, nothing was ever going to be the same. 

"I'm fine mom, it's not like I haven't dealt with this before." I walked out side and sat in one of the two big chairs that we kept on the back porch. My brother and I had sat out here when we couldn't life in the "real world". It was like our own place to hide from eveything. 

"Oh she's out back but I don't know if you should go out there.." My moms voice was inturpeted by the sound of the door opening behind me. 

"Gosh you are a mess, you haven't come to school in weeks, and gosh did you just forget about your senior prom. I know that you don't care about school anymore and that the teahcers don't expect you to show up, but you can not tell me that you are not coming to prom I won't stand for it, do you hear a word I am saying! Nicole Wilson!" My friend from school Sydney barely took a breath.

"I hear you loud and clear, but I can't do this, it has just been too much, and going back to see his friends. It would be too much." I looked out over our backyard.

"Well I don't care, Dylan has a suit and you need a dress so get your lazy butt out of that chair and get ready." She grabed my arm and tried to drag me inside, it would never have worked so I just got up.

An hour later I was waist deep in dresses hating every second that I lived through this. She gave me pink ones and red ones, there was very few I actually liked, and even less that I would ever buy. 

"Nicole Wilson you hear me, you are going to get a dress because I have already bought a stupid suit, so I ain't going alone." Sydeny had called Dylan, due to the fact I had baracaded myself in the changing room.

Another hour went by and I hadn't found the dress, but then the lady brought out a dress I thought I would hate, but then again everything else I hated so I tried it on. It was a short sweetheart neckline dress with a tool skirt, but the thing that made it stand out was the camo underlay that still looked nice but not so girly. I bought it and we got out of there.

Two days later I was getting out of the truck and heading into what I thought for sure would be hell, once again I was wrong. The prom wasn't bad by any means but it wasn't great either. Girls were running all over screaming about their hair, and the guys all looked pretty good and all. But the one thing missing was my brother, he should have been here not me, he would have acutally enjoyed himself. 

We were driving home and I was laughing, but then my laughter turned to screams as everything turned upside down. We were now upside down in the ditch. 

"Dylan?" I cried sofly.

"Yea?" He replied.

"Are we going to die?" I asked tears filling my eyes.

"No we are going to make, you have to!" He said sternly, trying to hold back his own tears.

"I love you, I always have..." I blacked out and that was it.