At 8:37pm - Prologue and Chapter 1
This is my first story so bear with me if it takes a while to write and I apologize if it isn't that good. It's about falling in love with your best friend (most of us have been there hahah) but then encountering obstacles. However, these obstacles have a twist....
The first few chapters aren't that long but it just felt right to have them short and snappy. They get to the point and that's kinda what I wanted. Hope you enjoy it.
At 8:37pm
Prologue
She looked down at me, tears filling her eyes. The look hit me like a train. And then I remembered. I remembered everything.
Chapter 1
Car crashes don't happen in slow motion like they do in movies. You don't see the exact second when the glass pops out of the windshield. You don't notice when the passengers seat belt locks him in place, breaking three ribs instantly. You can't see the blind panic in the drivers' eyes as the two cars collide. Real life just doesn't work like that.
Instead, everything seems to move faster than normal. One second the cars are driving fifteen feet apart from each other. The next second, one of them is swerving over a patch of black ice and is heading straight for the other one, the driver being thrown out of the windshield as they collide. His head hits the curb and he dies instantly.
Then there is that moment of silence where everything just stops and the realization of what has just happened hits everyone. People begin to rush towards the man by the curb, his face twisted into a mask of terror. They check for bruises. Cuts. A pulse. They find nothing. Only then do they look around and remember there was another involved. Someone with hair as black as night and eyes as blue as a crystal clear pond. Someone I had known for sixteen years. Someone I had loved for four.
My best friend was lying there, motionless in his seat. Dark patches stained his shirt where the seat belt had cut into his soft flesh, pale flesh. In the back of my mind something made my legs slowly move towards the wreckage already crowded with various by-passers, opening the door and trying to pull him out of his seat. When his bones cracked from the pressure, the noise snapped me out of my trance. Then I screamed.
Scott
I was half aware of hands trying to pull me out of my car, failing miserably. I knew they couldn't free me and that this was the end, I just never knew it would be this painful, I thought, wincing as I felt my collarbone snap. The last thing I heard as my body slipped into unconsciousness was the most heart-wrenching scream I had ever heard. That scream, I was sure, would haunt me forever.
At 8:37pm
Prologue
She looked down at me, tears filling her eyes. The look hit me like a train. And then I remembered. I remembered everything.
Chapter 1
Car crashes don't happen in slow motion like they do in movies. You don't see the exact second when the glass pops out of the windshield. You don't notice when the passengers seat belt locks him in place, breaking three ribs instantly. You can't see the blind panic in the drivers' eyes as the two cars collide. Real life just doesn't work like that.
Instead, everything seems to move faster than normal. One second the cars are driving fifteen feet apart from each other. The next second, one of them is swerving over a patch of black ice and is heading straight for the other one, the driver being thrown out of the windshield as they collide. His head hits the curb and he dies instantly.
Then there is that moment of silence where everything just stops and the realization of what has just happened hits everyone. People begin to rush towards the man by the curb, his face twisted into a mask of terror. They check for bruises. Cuts. A pulse. They find nothing. Only then do they look around and remember there was another involved. Someone with hair as black as night and eyes as blue as a crystal clear pond. Someone I had known for sixteen years. Someone I had loved for four.
My best friend was lying there, motionless in his seat. Dark patches stained his shirt where the seat belt had cut into his soft flesh, pale flesh. In the back of my mind something made my legs slowly move towards the wreckage already crowded with various by-passers, opening the door and trying to pull him out of his seat. When his bones cracked from the pressure, the noise snapped me out of my trance. Then I screamed.
Scott
I was half aware of hands trying to pull me out of my car, failing miserably. I knew they couldn't free me and that this was the end, I just never knew it would be this painful, I thought, wincing as I felt my collarbone snap. The last thing I heard as my body slipped into unconsciousness was the most heart-wrenching scream I had ever heard. That scream, I was sure, would haunt me forever.
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