Hello to Goodbye
By Ellen
What have I done? I'm looking down at my hero, Bradie Webb, lying there, in a hospital bed, unconscious. His family and friends are on their way. Why did I have to be so stupid? So obsessed? He'll never want to talk to me now! I don't want to be here when they arrive, but I can't leave him alone, especially after what I did! Oh why did I have to cause that crash?
*Flashback*
I was on my way home, its lonely being me. Gosh people can be so annoying! I looked in the revision mirror. "Oh My God, is that…Bradie Webb. Bradie Webb is in the car behind me. Holy Crap, BRADIE WEBB! Oh My God this is probably as close a I will ever get to him!...Unless…" I slammed my foot on the brake. I heard the screech of my tires combined with his and felt a very strong jolt.
I looked back at the wreck of the two cars and smiled. My smile disappeared when I realised he could have been hurt. I got out of my car and walked up to his door. I saw blood, lots of blood. "Crap" I yelled. I needed help, HE needed help. "What do I do? SHIT!" I tried to get him out, but it was hopeless. I decided calling 000 was the best idea. The wait for the ambulance and fire brigade was agonizingly long. Dang, I'll have to answer to the police. Wow, I'm not very good at thinking.
Help finally arrived. Bradie was taken out of his car, and put into the ambulance. I was asked to go too. I looked at Bradie, but had to turn away, I didn't want to see the damage I had done.
*End Flashback*
And that's how I got here. I'm an idiot! I'm worse then a stalker! I hurt him. Crying, I turn my focus back to Bradie. I can't believe I did it. It feels like a dream, a nightmare, the worst nightmare I've ever had. But its NOT a nightmare. This is REAL! I wasn't thinking, but that's no excuse. I'll never forgive myself.
Suddenly I hear a long beep. What the hell? Paramedics rush in. "What's happening?" I scream, but receive no answer. The paramedic run around doing everything they can, until one of then declares "time of death 8:10"
Oh My God, NO! That can't be. " Holy Crap, I killed Bradie Webb" I whisper once the paramedics had left. "NO!" I scream as I run out of the room, crying. "It's MY fault!"
