So this chapter is basically a flashback to the night of the car crash and it's told from Emily's point of view.
It was late. We were driving home from the party. It was dark and rainy. I didn't remember much.
I knew that Grace was driving, I was in the passenger seat and Mia and Leo were in the back. The music was turned up really loud and I'm pretty sure we were all slightly drunk. But we were having a blast, just driving down the dimly lit road with the windows rolled down, singing at the top of our lungs. It was honestly the most fun I've had in the really long time. And for 15 minutes, everything was perfect.
And then of course, that perfect moment ended.
All I remember is one second we were driving and then all of a sudden a truck came out of nowhere and hit the side of our car and crushed us against the side of a hill. I remember that I couldn't see that well. I think I was upside down. I heard Grace shouting my name and shouting the names of my other friends. I tried to speak to her but I couldn't talk. I couldn't move. I couldn't feel any part of my body.
I don't remember what happened after that. But Grace was the only survivor.
Dying didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. I mean, I always thought about what it might feel like to die. There wasn't much physical pain; it was mostly just emptiness.
But what hurt most was the aftermath. I slowly opened my eyes and the pain instantly shocked me. I didn't know what it was, or where it was coming from, I just know that it was the worst pain I had ever felt in my life.
But this was no longer my life.
I was dead.
I was in hell.
There was so much pain, I didn't know if it lasted many hours or merely a few seconds but suddenly I was being drawn up into the light and even though it was painful, I felt calm. It felt like I was being lifted from a dark pit. The next thing I knew I was laying on the ground with the sun shining in my eyes, as if it wanted to make me open them. I sat up slowly. Every part of my body ached in pain. I had cramps all over and many parts of me felt like they were on fire. As I slowly looked around at my surroundings I noticed a huge stone sitting next to me. A gravestone. I peered closer and as my eyes slowly adjusted, I was able to read what it said.
Emily Nicole Reese
Loving friend, daughter, sister
October 19, 1991 to May 3, 2013
I stared at it for a few minutes. It took me a while to remember that I had died.
I had died.
For some reason I didn't freak out or question what had just happened. All I knew is that I had died, went to hell and somehow I was now back. I looked at the two gravestones next to mine. My two friends Mia and Leo had also died. Grace was still alive at least.
But I wasn't. I was suppose to be dead. I felt dead. My heart and soul felt empty and I didn't even remember how to feel. I remembered Grace. But I didn't remember my love for her. I knew I once loved her, but I couldn't remember how to love. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember loving her at any point in my life. I tried to remember all the good times we had; all the dates, all the late night cuddles, all the laughter that she brought to my life.
But I couldn't. I couldn't feel any love toward anyone. The only emotion I could feel was hate.
And I did hate someone. If it wasn't for him I wouldn't have died that night. If he hadn't betrayed me for some random boy he had just met, I would have never met Grace and I wouldn't have died that night in that car crash. I lost everything because of him. I could have had a life with him but he threw that all away.
All for some stupid boy he met on the internet.
But I remembered that night all those years ago. When he told me he didn't love me and I told him, he would pay. I promised that I would take everything from him.
And I never, ever, break my promises.
So one of my friends is obsessed with Supernatural so I kind of based this chapter off of the show and dedicated it to her.
Thanks for being a great friend Nicky.
But you need help.
Supernatural is ruining your life.
