A Weak Dieing Sixteen Year Old

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 4 (v.1)

Submitted: July 28, 2010

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“Hello, this is Cameron.  I’m an EMT.  How can I help you?”  Why was I talking to an EMT?  What happened?  So many questions were going through my mind, but most of all I hoped Sara was ok.  
“May I ask why Sara isn’t speaking on her phone, and why I’m talking to an EMT?  What’s happened?”  
“There was a car accident…  and your friend Sara was hit head on by a drunk driver.  I’m afraid we found her dead on the scene.  I’m very sorry.”  I couldn’t breathe.  I wasn’t expecting this.  Dead?  How could she be?  A drunk driver…  oh this day is horrible.  John and Caleb were looking at me as tears fell down my cheeks.  
“Ok…  Thank you…I have to go…”  I could hardly speak, I was crying so hard.  I hung up the phone and it fell on my lap.  
John was worried, and I knew what his question was going to be.  “What happened??  Why are you crying?  Is Sara ok?  Tell me!”  I saw tears in his eyes, and Caleb was standing there.  He didn’t know what to do.  
“John…  Sara was in an accident…  She got hit head on…  by a drunk driver…”  I stopped there.  I couldn’t bear to say that she was gone.  I was hoping that he would get it without me saying it, but he didn’t understand, and neither did Caleb, but by now Caleb and John were both crying.  I guess Caleb was close to Sara too.  
Both Caleb and John talked at the same time, with the same question.  “Is Sara ok??”  They both sounded desperate to know she was, and I wanted so much to say that she was, but I wasn’t going to lie to them.  All I could manage to do was shake my head as the tears came even harder.  I never thought it was possible to cry this hard.  Both Caleb and John fell to their knees.  We all held hands together as we prayed for her family, and cried together.  We held each other in our arms.  We never expected this.  We never wanted this to happen…  I was still crying, but John was getting a hold of him self when his phone went off.  
“Hello.  This is John.”  His voice was still crackly and he was still sniffling, but he could talk.  It was a little while before he talked again.  All I had was his facial expression.  “Wow.  That soon?”  I guess he was talking about the funeral and everything.  “Ok, Caleb, Callea, and I will try to be there.  Thank you so much for calling.  I am so sorry for your loss.”  Yep.  He was talking about the funeral.  I wondered how soon they were making it.  “Yeah…Thank you…  goodbye.”  A couple seconds later he hung up the phone.  
“You guys.  The funeral is tomorrow.  Do you guys think you can handle going?”  All I could do was nod my head.  Sara would want us all there.  I couldn’t skip out on this.  I guess the going to Kentucky was getting postponed.  Caleb nodded his head too.  “Would you guys still want to go out to eat tonight?”  
“If Caleb wants to go, you two can go, but I’m not hungry.  I think I’m going to go to sleep…”  I was still crying, but not as bad.  I couldn’t eat at a time like this.  
“Caleb?”  John turned to Caleb then, and he got a shake of his head in response.  I don’t think any of us were hungry anymore.  Both Caleb and I went to our rooms.  I grabbed my CD’s and put one in the stereo.  I played Carried Underwood, Whenever You Remember Me.  It seemed like the right song at the time.  I was sitting on my bed thinking when there was a knock on the door.  
“Come in.”  In walked Caleb.  His eyes were red and puffy still.  I noticed that he was tall and muscular.  Very cute.  
“I’m sorry if I’m coming in at the wrong time.  I just thought that we don’t really know each other, and that we should get to know each other.”  I could tell he was nervous, and I had to laugh a little.  
“You don’t have to be nervous.  You can come in here whenever you need to, but knock first.  I think that’s a good idea too.”  He came in and shut the door, and then he sat beside me on the bed.  Wow, he had a nice smile.  
“So you like country too?  I love country.”  I loved country too!  This day is getting a little better.  
“I do too!”  We got to talking about each other.  We really didn’t have much to say because we already knew the major things about each other.  He was excited to go to Kentucky though.  He got really angry when I told him about my parents abandoning me.  I had to calm him down, and that took forever.  It was about an hour later.  Almost eight o-clock.  
“Do you want to go for a walk?  There’s a nice path through the woods.  We have lights on the trees so we can see.  I normally go for a walk when I’m having a bad day, and this is one of those days.”  
“Sure.  I’d love to.”  I guess I smiled really big because he laughed a little.  He grabbed a hold of my wheelchair and brought me into a wheelie.  I guess it couldn’t be that bad living here.  Caleb is really nice.  
We got to the path and the lights all lit up.  The path was really nice.  It was paved so that a wheelchair could get through it.  The trees were beautiful, and I kept looking up at the beautiful stars above my head.  I noticed that Caleb was staring at me, and he kept smiling his cute little smile.  A little while into it he turned off the path onto another unpaved path.  It was really bumpy, but he didn’t seem to mind, and I didn’t care.  I loved it here.  “Where are we going?”  
“We’re going to my favorite little spot.  My dad doesn’t know about it.  It’s where I go when I’m upset, and I guess now you’re the only person who knows how to get there.”  Then we reached an opening.  There was a tent there with sleeping bags in it.  A nice size tent too.  There was a fire place too with some tree trunks to sit on.  He got up to start the fire and then handed me a blanket.  I guess he saw me shivering in the cold.  
“This is awesome.  I love it.”  I did like it.  I always loved camping, but I never got the chance to go.  Being sick, I didn’t get the chance to do much at all.  He helped me out of the wheelchair and onto a tree trunk to sit on while he sat next to me on another tree trunk.  I was sitting there watching the fire, and a tear went down my cheek as I remembered Sara, and thought about what it would be like if she were here with us.  Caleb saw it, and he gently wiped it away with the back of his hand.  I looked at him and smiled.  I touched my cheek with my hand.  Something sparked when he touched my cheek, and I liked it a lot.  He reached his hand out and grabbed mine.  Then he pulled me close to him and held me close while we held hands.  We both were watching the fire.  
“You know.  I don’t care if you don’t have hair.  Or what you look like.  You’re beautiful in the stars.  Your beautiful in the sun, and I hate seeing you cry, but if you need to cry you have me.”  I think this was the fastest I ever fell for a guy, but I was falling for him, and I was falling fast.  He was sweet, and nice, and so perfect.  I looked at his eyes.  His light brown eyes shined.  Before I even knew what was happening, I felt the spark as our lips gently touched.  To my dismay he pulled back really quick.  “I’m sorry.  We should go back now.”  
“It’s fine.  Don’t be sorry.  I wanted to kiss you.  I really did.”  He threw water on the fire, and wouldn’t talk to me all the way back home.  I don’t know what was wrong, but I hated the feeling that he regretted that we kissed.  It wasn’t something to regret if it felt right.  When we went into the door, John looked at Caleb curiously, but he decided that he wouldn’t say anything yet.  Caleb closed the door and went up to his room, and a slam of the door was all I got for the rest of the night.  I laid in my bed thinking about what just happened, and I didn’t want it to be over just like that.  It could have been too fast, but I think we both felt the same way.  I think we both felt the spark.  It was the one good part of tonight, but now comes tomorrow.  I couldn’t get to sleep easily, and when I did I kept waking up.  I kept seeing Sara’s face when she was hit.  Hearing her scream.  Her blue face.  The pictures wouldn’t go away.  John came running up to wake me up.  I got up right away because he threatened to throw water on me if I didn’t.  I looked in the mirror and I saw the guy that I needed to straighten everything out with standing right beside me.  
“You even look beautiful when you wake up.”  He said. 


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