Jim walked over to his wife and friend.
"Well the guy is going to bring your car to the shop and it should be fixed in a couple of days. So, you ready to go?"
"Yeah," Melinda replied.
Andrea helped Melinda up and the three of them walked to her car. Melinda got in the back, behind the drivers seat while Jim sat next to Andrea. The car ride home was dead quiet. Jim kept looking at Melinda who was staring out the window. Her eyes seemed distant, sad. But he was afraid to say anything to her. He felt so helpless.
Melinda sat there thinking about what just happened. A memory flashed into her head as clear as a picture on a TV screen.
Melinda was driving with a girl next to her. They were laughing, having a good time. The two of them looked at each other. Then the girl looked back at the road and screamed. Melinda too looked and saw a deer. She slammed the breaks ands swerved her car out of the way. It crashed into a tree. When Melinda turned to the girl, it was her turn to scream. The girls head was down, but Melinda could clearly see the blood. She reached over to grab the girl and carefully pulled her out of the car. Melinda collapsed onto the ground with the limp girl in her arms. Melinda was crying, yelling, shaking the girl to wake up. But it was no use, the girl was dead.
It was at this point where Melinda snapped back to reality. She would never forget that horrible day, 10 years ago. But she knew she could not und othe past. She signed, put her head against the window and closed her eyes.
She was sure Jim was looking at her, she could feel his eyes on her, just as she could feel his worry. "But what could I tell him?" Melinda though, "10 years ago I killed someone?"
After what seemed like hours, they were finally home. Jim go out of the car, thanking Andrea, then went around the other side to open the door for Melinda.
Melinda got out of the car, thanked Andrea as well and walked inside, followed by Jim.
When they got inside Melinda was about to go upstairs when Jim grabbed her arm to stop her. She turned to look at him.
"Mel are you okay?"
"I'm fine, why is everyone asking me what's wrong?"
"Well you just seem, so, I don't know. I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong"
Melinda and Jim stared into each others eyes for a long time.
"I just want to go to bed okay?" Melinda said.
"Okay"
Melinda turned to go upstairs, halfway up Jim stopped her.
"Mel?"
"Yeah?"
"When you're ready to talk, I'm here"
The two of them walked upstairs and got ready for bed. It was almost midnight when they finally turned out the lights and got in bed.
Melinda lied awake for what seemed like hours, staring at the ceiling. Sleep wo8ld not come easily. She tossed and turned trying to get comfortable and fall asleep. When she felt like she was falling asleep, she was awakened by a bang downstairs.
Melinda looked over at Jim to see if he heard it, but he was fast asleep. She got out of bed and slowly made her way to the stairs. When she got to the top and looked down, her heart skipped a beat. Standing at the bottom of the stairs was a girl with blood running down her head, staring up at her. The young girl who haunts Melinda's dreams. The girl Melinda killed.
Melinda looked down at the girl. She could see the anger in her eyes.
"You!" the girl screamed
"No, please I'm so sorry" Melinda cried, backing away.
"You killed me!"
"I didn't mean to! I'm sorry Jamie!"
Jamie screamed coming towards Melinda.
"No!" Melinda then woke up. She was breathing hard, and drenched in sweat. She sat up and put her head in her hands. When she looked up again, she screamed. Standing at the foot of her bed was Jamie.