Prologue
"Michael, slow down!" I yelled to him.
He didn't listen to me.
We were flying down a country road in the middle of the night.
"Tell me you love me," he shouted over the noise from the motorcycle.
His words surprised me. "What?" I shouted in disbelief.
We were speeding down the road, not to mention at night, and he wanted me to tell him I loved him? He was completely insane.
"Tell me you love me!" he shouted again, louder this time.
"Michael! Slow down!" I screamed, terrified.
"Say it now!" He yelled.
I was furious, but managed to say, "I love you! Now slow down! We're going to crash!"
Michael new that the breaks weren't working, but he couldn't bare to tell her. So he shouted, "Hug me."
Knowing that he wouldn't listen to her command, she did as she was told.
"Michael, please! Slow down!"
"Now take my helmet off, and put it on your head. Now!" He shouted to me over his shoulder.
"What?" I yelled, totally bewildered.
"Do it Now, Blaire!"
I took it off and placed it on my head, as I was told, as tears streamed down my cheeks. It automatically occurred to me what he was doing.
He was choosing to die, instead of me.
"Michael, don't do this, please!" I screamed, but my voice cracked, and I assumed he hadn't heard me.
"I love you Blaire Evelyn-Rose Truscott," he shouted over his shoulder, as he crashed into a near by tree, killing himself, just as he had planned. To protect me.