Four in the morning, tires squeal as if someone is trying to stop. Then the two cars collide, as if saying a quick good bye. Sirens become closer and closer, and there's nothing to do but wait till the sun rises. Screaming and shouting on the street below. Sirens fade away taking with them whom crashed. Time fades to darkness, darkness fades to light, and light will fade forever.
I thought I saw everything that I had and didn't have till I died. Well, I am sort of getting a head of myself here. The crashes started in April. It was a sunny spring day. There were no clouds in the ocean blue sky. I was in my backyard playing with my two little Doberman puppies, Skye and Tish. I heard the tires squeal and the cars colliding with each other. I jumped at the noise and watched Skye and Tish run to hide.
I ran out front where everyone who was in the neighborhood was waiting to see if the drivers were alright. The two drivers weren't awake and someone was on the phone giving the details of what just happened on the road. Tire marks from both cars were on the scene. The sirens became louder and louder. Soon the paramedics were there getting the two drivers out of the cars that had folded together.
My brother's best friend, Julian, came running over to me from across the street and I realized that there were unwanted tears slipping down my face. He pulled me in close to him so I didn't see the injuries of the two drivers. By the sounds of the paramedics yelling at each other they were bad and maybe on the verge of dyeing. He held on to me till the sirens became softer and eventually faded to nothing.
"Are you alright?" he asked me looking a bit worried. His dark green eyes were kind and sad at the same time.
"Yes, I am alright. I'm sorry I don't really cry in front of people." I gave him a shy smile and went to walk away but he grabbed me by the arm and gave me a hug.
"I'm so sorry you had to see that, no one should have to see that. I am so sorry, Raksha." He pulled back and looked into my deep brown eyes. "I am so sorry, I really am."
"It's ok, I promise." I told him that a million times before this and it never was. It was a habit I had and never really accepted. It was hard to when all you want to do is cry but you know you can't because you want to be strong. He gave me a questioning look.
"We both know it's not. Why do you keep telling me that?" He looked a little bit hurt by what I said and I don't know why.
"I honestly don't really know. I am sorry I shouldn't have said that. I should go." I started to walk away again but he grabbed my arm and spun me around like a snowflake falling from the sky.
"Don't go please." He sounded sad and worried at the same time. "Please stay so I can tell you something very important. Will you stay please?"
"I geuss it wouldn't hurt if I did. Do you want to go to the backyard?"