I sat in the passenger seat of the White 1998 dodge challenger as my husband, Ryan sat in the driver's seat. I couldn't help but stare at him and smile while thinking about how lucky I was to have such an amazing man. Running my fingers along his short spiked ebony black hair, he looked at me with piercing emerald green eyes and his pink lips turned up in a smile. Tracing his face, I smiled at the fact that he was such an amazing man to me. His face was different mine, he had this square shaped face while I had a heart-shaped face. I couldn't help but smile back as he took his hand in mine and kissed it. I smiled bigger and giggled like a school girl as he held my hand while driving. The scenery was absolutely stunning, the sun setting with the waves on the beach crashing on the sand. The sky was filled with pinks and purples and blues as some stars began to appear.

We were on our way to a concert after Ryan surprised me on our anniversary with country music concert tickets. I was so excited to have a night away from our daughter and away from the kids. It was so amazing to have alone time with him. Between work, bringing my daughter to work and school and sports and stuff, I barely had time to myself. I took a deep breath when someone honked their horn. Turning to face the sound, I saw a pair of lights and my eyes widened in fear when we got hit. The passenger side of the car got hit the hardest and the dodge challenger rolled over from the force of the impact. I screamed in fear until everything turned dark.

I stared in shock at the dodge challenger and rushed towards it. Metal and glass covered the road along with blood and I laid down on my stomach, peering into the car. A woman in her early thirties laid on her back close to the car while a gentleman in what to appeared to be in his thirties was hanging upside down in the car. I saw blood covering their bodies and that is when I saw the driver that had hit them. I took a picture of the company truck in hopes that one day I would help the family of the couple if they had a family. I stared at them in sadness when I heard the sirens and waited for them as a crowd began to surround the scene of the accident. I tried my best to stay calm but my heart was breaking for the poor couple.

"Officers, may I ask what happened? I babysat for them a while back and they were an extremely nice couple. I wanted to see if I could be of any use to you."

One officer, a heavyset man with very little hair, and bluish-hazel eyes glared at me and shook his head as I smiled innocently as the other officer crossed his arms. I stared at the other officer and saw his greyish brown eyes staring at me and I looked at him as he lifted his hat up and scratched his head and rubbed his hand on his shaved head as I sighed. His partner gave me the address and phone number that he had found on the couple as I nodded and ran towards my 1998 black and white Dodge Challenger. I heard the paramedics announce them dead on the scene and I instantly knew that the company had a drunk driver on their hands. Reaching for my iPhone I took more pictures and then typed the address into google maps.

When I got to my destination, I stared at the house. It was a nice neighborhood and the house itself was very beautiful too. It was a Victorian house with a wrap around porch and french doors that lead out to a big walkout porch. It reminded me of a palace almost except it just had one person living in it. When she walked out, she took my breath away with how beautiful she was. I got out of my challenger and walked towards her and she watched me. She sat down on the steps, her phone in her hands and I saw tears in her mulberry purple colored eyes and I sighed. She looked at me and then got up to pace the porch and I stood up with her and stopped her. She looked up at me and began to cry, as I pulled her into a hug. She cried into my chest and I rubbed her back. Soon she pulled away from me and pushed back her curly midnight blue hair then wiped her tears away. She sat down on the steps again when I sat beside her and took her hands. She looked at me with a questioning look.

"I'm Alex. A couple of police officers gave me your address and phone number because I have some bad news. I figured you would want to hear it from me then a total stranger if I should say. I live down the street and we go to the same school. I was on my way to the concert when the accident happened and decided to come here."

"Alex, I.. I'm sorry that I am so quiet but I am in shock. I mean, one day my parents and I are sitting down for dinner and then they went to a concert. Then the next thing I know, you come along and tell me that they died in some sort of car accident. I know I sound like I am being a bitch."

Placing a hand on her shoulder, she looked at me with tears filling her eyes. I pulled her into a hug as she began to cry. Rubbing her back, she slowly stopped and then looked up at me shyly. I stared at her and gave her a weak smile as she slowly got up and helped me up.

"Um, is there anything I can do for you? Maybe get you a new shirt?"

I looked down at my shirt to see that she had gotten it stained from crying. I chuckled softly as I watched her as she leads me inside. She walked upstairs and looked at me as I followed her. She leads me to a bedroom and grabbed a new shirt for me. She handed it to me along with some boxers and sweatpants. On the t-shirt, it had Breaking Benjamin on it.

"Is there anything else that you would like or need at this point in time?"

"Not that I can think of. I mean I can..."

"Please, let me grab your luggage for you. It's the least I can do. I am almost finished with dinner. Mom started homemade sauce and it's almost done if you're hungry. I just need to make spaghetti and the garlic bread."

I nodded as she closed the door behind her and I took off my shirt. I stared at myself in the mirror as I stared at the scars that scattered my arms and my chest and stomach. Sighing, I slowly got changed as someone knocked on the door and I finished getting dressed.

"Come in!" I called out and she appeared again. She smiled as she gave me the luggage bags and my car keys and I smiled.

"I'm Winter by the way."

I watched her as I smiled and kissed her hand. A blush swept across her face and I couldn't help but chuckle. She gave me a small smile as we walked downstairs to have dinner, and she gave me a bowl with spaghetti and homemade sauce. She gave me some Pepsi in a can as I smiled in appreciation. She got herself some food and got herself a drink as she sat down and turned on the TV to some movie channel. I stared at her as she watched me with a blush creeping over her face. A smile spread across her face shyly and looked away from me.

"You know, it's been a while since I had a home-cooked meal. This came out really good, thank you so much for dinner and the clothes. The food came out really awesome."

"Thank you. I mean, I am not much of a cook. It was more of my mom that cooked."

She smiled a little and then there was this awkward silence. She began to watch the movie again and drank some of her soda. She began to eat again and sighed as I watched her and then began to eat again. I watched the movie with her as I ate and drank the soda as I heard the oven beeped and she got up. She got the garlic bread out of the oven and then cut it up. She got a piece for me and passed it to me and I took it eagerly. I smiled and saw her sat down again as I smiled.

"You know that I never got this much attention at home. Whenever I'm at home, my mom is always working and my dad is either with his buddies doing drugs or he is bar hopping. I had to take care of my siblings while they were away when we were younger. Here, I feel wanted and I know that it sounds really weird coming from someone that you barely know but I am being really honest."

She nodded as I sighed and watched her. Looking along the walls, I saw that she didn't really smile in a lot of the pictures. I glanced at her and she played with her food. Taking her hand, she looked at me and gave a weak smile. I pulled her into a hug ad she wrapped her arms around my stomach, her head on my chest. She sat on her knees as I brushed her midnight blue hair. She began to cry as I rocked back and forth.

"It's okay. I am right here. I promise that we will get through this. It might take some time but we will go through this together."