Suffocating

I was limping down the street with my black and gold pumps in hand and my mid thigh length dress that was showing just a little too much. Sitting myself down on the curb, I started wiping the tears that were staining my cheeks and trying to contain my loud drunken hiccups. After catching my boyfriend Tristan of 3 years cheating on me at the party we came too, I ended up trying to walk home and that's not easy to do at all when you're drunk. My last solution was just calling up my parents to come and get me, I know i'm in for the biggest lecture.

Seeing my dad's black audi pull up to the curb, I gain enough energy to pick myself up and slide into the back seat. My dad doesn't say anything the as we pull off the curb and start the way home. My mother turns around to place her hand onto my thigh, "Are you okay sweetie?". My mother was never the one to really snap at me or even really enforce the rules. She would always smile and make things ten times better just by showing her sweet motherly side.

"Yes" my voice sounded horrible and scratchy, and I could tell by the look she was giving me, I didn't look so well either. she leaned back to plant a kiss on my cheek and turned around to get back into her seat. I did the worst thing and made eye contact with my father's disapproving glare. I didn't have time to register the headlights that were coming at us from my left side, it all happened way too fast.

My father turned around and leaned back into my seat and strap in my seat belt and before he could turn back around I heard the scream of my mother, the moment the impact came and the car flipped everything turned black....