Authors Note: I really hope you guys enjoy this story. Also I want to say Thank you to my Beta reader WhiteTiger101! You are amazing! Also to my two Best Friends who encourage me to write! I love you Guys!
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Twilight but I wish I did. But doesnt everyone?
Luna-Brooke POV
"When you were Young," by the killers is playing on the radio as I drive down the highway about 7 miles from La Push, Washington, my new home. I sing along because it's one of my favorite songs remembering how I got here...
"Hey Em, you mind if I come over tonight? Parents are having 'date night' and honestly I didn't want to be here for that," I tell my best friend and hear on the other side of the line her laughing.
"Yea sure, we can have movie night! I got the movies if you have the popcorn," she said still giggling a little.
"Of course! I'll see you around 5 then?" I ask her.
"It's a date," she says before hanging up.
I hang up and go downstairs to tell my parents where I'm going. My parents have been in love since senior year in high school. Even now they look at each other like love sick puppies dog.
Me being an only child, me and my parents are close and do a lot together. We were a very open family. We told each other everything.
"Hey mom! Hey dad! I'm going to Em's tonight so you can have the house for your 'date night'," I tell them while looking for the kitchen for the popcorn in the kitchen.
"Awe honey, you're so sweet! But we were just planning on going out you didn't have to leave," my mom says.
"Uh yea I did! Besides me and Em have been in need of a movie night for the longest time so this gives us a reason, too," I tell them, letting them know I don't feel pushed out the door, even though I know that's what they want.
"Okay, sweetheart you have fun at Em's tonight. What time are you leaving for her house?" my dad asks looking at my mom like she's the most beautiful thing in the world.
"Around 5. What time is your dinner reservation?" I ask.
"It's at 7,"my mom answers for my dad.
"Oh nice bring me back a fancy piece of their cake," I tell them laughing," I'm going to go get ready have fun on your date."
"We will," they say in unison.
I go up to my room and put a few things in my duffel bag including pajama pants, T-shirt and jeans, and my phone and charger. Around 4:30, I yell "Bye" to my parents and get into my car, my mom and dad bought me 4 months ago for my 16th birthday. About 15 minutes later I was in Emily's driveway. Before I even get to the door, it flings open and there stands my best friend, Emily Evans. Her brown curly hair being whipped back from her face by the wind.
Emily had shoulder-length brown curly hair and very green eyes. She is super-skinny and tall. She's tan from playing sports like soccer and basketball. Also Em's really nice, confident and friendly.
"Luna!" Emily yells at me.
"Emily!" I yell back as she runs at me and we hug. Anyone else who would see us would think we were crazy or we hadn't seen eachother in years, when in fact we saw eachother just yesturday at school.
"Come on inside, let's get that popcorn popping and I already have our first movie picked out. Can you guess what it is?" she asks.
"Titanic," I say. When she nods in excitement I say, "Shocker" and she laughs. Whenever left to pick a movie Emily always picks Titanic. I swear she knows every word to that movie by heart.
We spend the rest of the night talking about guys, eating popcorn and watching movies. By midnight we had watched Titanic, The Last Song, Dear John, and now watching, the Notebook. Well I am, Em fell asleep halfway through. When the movie ended I turned it off and fell asleep.
Ring...Ring...Ring...Ring
I wake up to see my phone going off. I look at Emily's alarm clock. 2o'clock am. Who is calling me at this time of night?
"Hello," I say groggily, trying to not wake Em.
"Hello is this Ms. Luna-Brooke Owens?" the voice on the other end of the phone asks.
"Yes, who is this?" I cautiously ask.
"I'm Dr. Steiner. I work in the ER at the Seattle Hospital. I'm calling to inform you that your parents have been in a terrible accident. Please get to the hospital as soon as you can," I'm in complete shock by the time she finishes I'm barely able to respond by saying "Yea I'll be there," and hung up before she said anything else.
"Emily Get Up!" I yell at her, jumping up and grabbing my shoes, the shock wearing off and now in urgency to get to the hospital.
"What? What going on?" Emily asked confused. "Where are you going?" she ask finally realizing I have my shoes on and grabbing my jacket.
"The hospital. My parents were in an accident. I have to get there," I tell her.
"Okay but I'm going with you. Give me a second to grab my shoes write a note to my parents, and grab my jacket, she says getting up and grabbing her shoes.
"Okay but hurry up! I'm going to go start my car. Be there in 3 minutes or I'm leaving," I say wanting to leave as soon as possible. I grab my keys and head out the door. I get in my car and start it up. Not even a minute later Em comes running out and jumps in my car.
In the matter of 20 minutes we pulled into the hospital. I park in the closest parking spot I could and practically run to the entrance. When I get in I asked the sectary where I could find Mr. and Mrs. Owen. A nearby lady with a doctor's uniform came towards me. She had blonde hair but it was up in a ponytail. She was a few inches taller than me and pretty skinny. As she got closer I could see she had hazel eyes.
"Hello are you Luna-Brooke? I'm Dr. Steiner. We talked on the phone," she said sticking out her hand.
I shake her hand and say, "Where's my parents? How are they? How bad was the accident?" I ask all these questions coming out before I could stop myself.
"Well your parents were hit by a semi-truck pretty hard. Your mother is unconscious and were doing a few test on her now," she says looking as if she's not sure what to say next.
"And my father. What about him?" I say fearing the worst but hoping for the best.
"Um... Yes your father... I'm sorry to say that your father has passed away. He was pronounced dead at the scene of the accident," she says looking apologetically that she had to give this news.
I fall to my knees and start crying. My father is gone. And they don't know how my mom is. This can't be happening. I just saw them. I was just talking to them. This has to be a bad dream.
I pull myself together enough and with the help of Emily I stand back up and ask "Where's my mother at?"
"She's in room B202. I'll take you there. Just follow me,"Dr. Steiner says looking sympathetic. Emily helps me up and helps me stay up. Dr. Steiner looks as if she was going to say something but decided against it.
We get to the door labeled B202 and Dr. Steiner opens it and gestures for me to go in. I let go off Em and walk in. I see my mom lying on the bed, eyes closed and laying very still. She has tons of tubes hooked up to her.
"When will you get her test results back?" I ask.
"In about an hour," she says," I'll leave you guys alone. I'll be back with the results as soon as I can."
I sit in the chair right next to my mom's bed. Em stands next to me, putting her hand on my shoulder, comforting me.
"I'm going to go get some coffee. Do you want me to get you something?" she asked.
"I'm fine. I don't think I could drink anything anyways," I tell her. She leaves quietly only hearing the click lets me know that she's gone. Across the room I see a clock. 3 o'clock. Wasn't only 10 hours ago I was talking to them.
I take my mom's hand in mine "Mom you have to wake up. Mommy I want to go home. You have to wake up," I say tears running down face.
What will I do without them? I have no other family. Where will I go?
I held my mom's hand in mine for the next hour. Emily comes in with her coffee and a Dr. Pepper, my favorite pop, followed by Dr. Steiner with a clipboard and a folder in her hand.
"Sorry I took so long. I got lost," she says handing me the Dr. Pepper even though I didn't ask for anything. She stands behind me waiting for the doctor to speak.
"I have the results and I'm sorry but...um... Your mother is well she's brain dead. We can't do anything for her. I'm very sorry. The only thing keeping her alive is life support and in this case we are to take her off life support. When you say your goodbyes and are ready then we are to take her off life support," she says looking very apologetic, "Again I'm very sorry for your lose," she says before leaving.
"I'm going to step outside unless you want me to stay," Emily says.
"I need you to stay," I say, "Please."
"Okay," she says putting her hand on my shoulder.
"Mom, I just want to say that I love you. You've been there since the beginning. Encouraging me. Helping me. And just being there for me. I love you," I say to her even though she probably can't hear me. I start crying wishing I wasn't saying goodbye to my mom but instead talking to her.
I stand up and kiss my mom's cheek. Emily helps me out of my chair. My legs are stiff from siting in the chair so long. My vision is blurry from the tears in my eyes so I let Emily lead me out of the room.
The next few days pass in a blur. Emily's parents offered to let me stay with them until I figured out what I was going to do. They also helped put together my parent's funerals together. I cried over my parent's death for the next 2 days. The day of the funeral I pulled myself together enough so I looked strong.
Many people I didn't know came up to me and said things like " I'm sorry for your lose," and "They were good people," or "You're so young to have this happen to you," the whole time I just wanted to scream.
After the funeral, a woman in her late 30's with short, straight brown hair walked up to me, "Are you Luna-Brooke Owen, "she asked and I nodded, "I'm Katie Royal, a social worker."
"Okay, "I say wondering what she wants.
"Well you see, you're only sixteen and you have no family left to take you in and care for you. Your parents didn't have a will to say what was supposed to happen if this sad occasion happened so the state has to put you in foster care," she says putting me in shock. Foster care. Well I didn't think I was going to stay Em's house till I was eighteen did I? Obviously the state has to do something with me.
"Okay so when do I have to leave?" I ask," and where am I going?"
"Tomorrow if you're ready and actually you will be going to La Push, Washington. See all the foster care homes are full around here and we found a nice home in La Push for you to stay at," she says for a second time shocking me. I'm moving 3 hours away! Away from everything to a place I don't know with no one I know.
"There's nowhere closer to put me? You want me to move 3 hours away?" I ask hoping anywhere, somewhere is closer and available.
"No, I'm sorry, nowhere is available. We're lucky to find one that close," she explained making me lose hope, "I'll be at your house let's say 3 o'clock tomorrow to drive you to your new home."
"Actually if you don't mind I'll drive myself, if you give me directions. I have a car," I tell her. If I'm moving away to a pace I don't know, it will be on my terms plus I'd rather not spend the long drive in a car with this lady making small talk.
"Okay then, I'll meet you in La Push at let's say 7," she says.
"That's fine. I'll see you then," I tell her, wanting to leave already.
"Alrighty see you then, bye," she says before turning around and walking towards what I'm guessing is her car.
As I walk around looking for Emily, who seemed to disappear on me, I literally run into a guy who seems huge compared to me.
"Oh, I'm sorry," he says apologetically.
"Its fine," I say looking up to see that the speaker is Gale Hensworth, the guy I've had a crush on forever. He has blue eyes that are so blue like the ocean. He has short brown hair and is pretty tall and muscular. At first glance he may seem scary but once you talk to him he's probably the sweetest guy you will ever meet. He runs in the popular crowd at school but he never acts like a snob, he talks to everyone.
"Oh, hey Luna. I'm really sorry about your parents. How are you doing," he asked concerned.
"I guess as good as I can be doing in this situation," I honestly say.
"Yea that was a stupid question to ask, but if it helps I know what you're going through. I lost my mom 2 years ago and the whole time during the funeral I just wanted to scream. So if you need someone to talk to I'm here," he says.
"That's exactly how I felt. I just wanted to get out of there," I tell him.
"Yea it's very overwhelming. So, where are you going to be staying for now on, with an aunt or grandparent or something," he ask, seeming truly interested.
"Actually, I don't have anyone to take me in and so I'm being put in foster care," I tell him, "I'm leaving tomorrow to my new home."
"So this is going to make things a lot harder to ask you," he says, completely confusing me.
"Say what?" I ask him.
"Well I was going to ask you...ask you if, well, if you wanted to go out on a date with...with me but with you moving away well this is going to be tricky," he shyly says.
"What? You were going to ask me out? Me? Out of all people?" I say surprised.
"Yea I have a great timing right. I've liked you for a while just was too scared to say anything but then this happened and I realized that you could have died also and life's too short," he says looking at his shoes.
"Well the answer is yes I would but I don't know how, I'm leaving tomorrow. But if none of this would have happened I would have loved too. I have to find Em and go home and start packing. I hope to hear from you sometime," I say smiling at him.
"I'll definitely talk to you soon, bye," he says smiling back making me smile even more.
"Bye, Gale," I say before walking away. I find Emily by my car, "There you are! I have a lot to tell you."
I tell her about the social worker and how I'm going to foster care. Also about Gale and how he asked me out even though it's crappy timing. She freaks out about the whole thing.
We drive to my house and start packing my things. I pack my clothes in my duffel bags I have. Some books and pictures in some boxes we found around the house. I put my labtop, iPod, and cell phone and some items that I can't leave behind in my bag. By 6o'clock we packed everything up and put it in my car. The stuff left in the house is suppose to be sold with the house and add to my parent's life insurance that I get when I'm eighteen.
The rest of the night me and Em stay up talking about how we're going to stay in touch and will always be best friends.
The next morning we put the rest of my things in my car and we hung out around her house. Afraid of that dreaded hour when I would have to leave. I decided to leave after dinner which puts me an hour behind but I figure who cares I'll get there when I get there.
I say thank you to Em's parents for letting me stay for so long and goodbye. Then I look at Emily and start crying knowing this isn't goodbye but it might as well be since we will hardly ever see each other. We both cry, hug and say goodbye. When I finally get in my car and set out for my new home its 5:30.
And that's how I got here. Driving at 10 o'clock at night. I hit rush hour and sat for an hour in traffic. The farther I drive the farther I get from Seattle, my parents, my best friend and the guy I like. My life.
That's when it happens. A deer comes flying out of the woods. I swerve and hit a slick spot in the road from the rain freezing on the road. I slide off the road and end up, car rolling, down the steep hill. My car hits a tree and I hit my head on the steering wheel blacking out.
I'm in and out of conscienceless many times. When I come into conscienceless for a little while I feel hot sticky stuff coming out of my head and running down my cheek. I see out the window that the hill is so steep no one will see me from the road. I start feeling sharp pains everywhere and I end up blacking out again...
The last time I come back into consciousness before I'm sure that I'm going to die, I see out my window a huge wolf standing about a foot away from my car. My last thought before I black out is if either way I die whether from the pain or this wolf at least I'll be back with my parents...
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