Chapter 7: The Accident
EJ's POV
For the first time in a long time I actually didn't want to be at a party. I wished that I could be anywhere but the party.
I drank a little and I did some drugs. I'm not going to lie it did feel good. The real problem was my friends and the way they were talking about my sister. They were talking about her like she was a sex object rather then an actual person.
I'm not supposed to care about my sister. I've pretended so much not to care about her. So much that I even lied to myself and told myself that I didn't care about her. I was fooling everyone but myself. Of course I still cared for her deep down inside of myself. I just buried it deep so I wouldn't let my emotions overrule my better judgement.
My girlfriend was also here. My pregnant girlfriend. I couldn't stand to see her drink knowing what it could do to the baby. Sometimes I really believe that she didn't even care about the baby she was carrying.
Eventually I just gave up the idea of being happy at tonight's party. I called my sister.
EJ what's wrong?" she asked him in a worried voice. Probably because I never even speak to my sister let alone call her.
"Nothing" I said harshly. "Can you just come pick me up, please? I want to go home but I don't think I should drive"
Yeah, sure" she said. "Just give me the address and I'll go" she added.
"I'll text it to you"
I texted her the address and just waited for her to show up. About 20 minutes later she was here looking for me.
Why do you have a dog in the car?" he asked me.
"Because I was asked to watch him for the next two weeks" I said.
"Oh" he said.
"Can you please tell me why you wanted me to come get you?" she asked me.
"Will you just shut the hell up and drive!" I yelled back at her. My life was none of her damned business anyway.
She didn't say anything else. She just started the at and drove away.
I didn't pay attention to anything else anymore. I was too lost in my own thoughts and my own problems. So it came as a complete surprise to me when I realized we were on the freeway going at about 70 miles per hour.
Then it all happened in slow motion. I could see the stopped cars up ahead. Nessie tried to slow the car down but something wasn't working.
She crashed into the car in front of us, the person behind us then crashed into us.
I was thrown forward and then sideways. All I could feel was pain everywhere. I was certain that I had been badly injured.
For a second all I was aware of us the pain that I was in. The immense pain. The dog was screaming murder in the back. Surely he had been injured as well.
Then I looked at my sister and the sight I saw scared the crap out of me. She had been thrown against the dashboard. Her head was bleeding. She had lost consciousness. Her body was limp.
What if she was de-
No! Don't ever think like that! She had to live she just had to! I tried to check her pulse but I could not find one. That's when I started to panic.
No. My sister couldn't be dead. She just couldn't be!
I called 911 and told them exactly what happened. They told me they were less then two minutes away and were on their way.
"No Nessie. You can't be dead. You just can't be" I started to cry. "
"You have to live" I continued. "You can't leave me to Nessie. I can't lose someone else that I love"
In those moments I realized how stupid I've been all along. She was my sister, my family. I cared about her more then anything but I treated her like crap. She probably thought I hated her. Nothing could be further from the truth.
I held her hand in my own and cried.
"Nessie you have to be okay. I love you. I need you. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for the way I treated you. Don't go. Please don't go"
The ambulances arrived a few minutes later. My sister was immediately put onto a stretcher. The doctors checked her over.
"She's alive but barely. Critical condition" I heard one of them say.
They pulled me out of the car next and put me on a stretcher.
I looked at my sister and started to cry again.
I had been stupid to pretend that I didn't care about her. Now I may never get the chance to make it up to her. To apologize for being such an ass to her. To show her how much I care and love her.
It may be too late for anything.
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