• I smiled as I noticed I got a call and a voicemail from the man who I loved deeply. I was almost too excited to hear it. I quickly grabbed my phone and listened to the voicemail. As I heard him talk I couldn't believe anything he was saying. He's joking, there is no way she is dead... There is now way he is breaking up with me... He'd better be joking... I sat there contemplating why he would joke about two very serious things.
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    Monday rolled around and questions still left unanswered. Elizabeth was admitted into the Emergency room and the only people who knew exactly her current state was her parents. The news continued to broadcast that the drunken driver that hit Elizabeth was attempting suicide. However, no one knew the truth behind that story and the man survived but wouldn't give any kind of statement unless directed by a lawyer.
    Neither Celeste or Daniel went to school, they just couldn't handle it. Celeste couldn't handle it because her ex-boyfriend was telling the truth about both and she was trying to avoid him as much as possible. Daniel couldn't handle the constant reminder that he was the reason she was on the brink of death at this current moment. He also couldn't handle the questions, is she okay? Will she be back? Did she die? However, laying on his bed staring at the ceiling wasn't helping much either.
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    *Flash Back*
    I could hear voices all around me. My eyes stayed closed and I could feel my heart slowing and my body going cold. I could feel a liquid quickly soaking my clothes. It was almost impossible to breath with a crushing weight on my abdomen, the air was getting caught in my throat and it hurt so much that I was gasping which caused more pain. It hurt less to not breathe and so I stopped. Only taking breathes when I absolutely needed them, this caused me to pass out.
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    This is all my fault, how could I let you walk away?
    I cant believe I came to a halt and not go after the chase
    This time I wont do it wrong, if you accept me.
    I waited so long, I just wanted to make sure you would be pleased.
    Please wake up to see, I wont be leaving again.
    I will keep you close to me,I will even write it in pen.
    No matter where you move, I'll always love you.
    I reread my poem and crumpled it up. I couldn't believe this was the first time that I couldn't get my feelings down on paper. I did it all the time with Celeste but for some reason I just couldn't portray my feeling correctly. Not like it matters, she wont be alive to read it... She's not alive now. Saying it in my head helped my process of getting the fact that she is dead in my mind, so I can move on sooner. I've decided she would have wanted me to Walk Away from this event.
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    I couldn't feel anything, no pain, no emotion, no love, no hate, nothing. I knew exactly what was wrong with me and I would have to fix it in order to move on. I couldn't hear anything, where ever I was there was no sound, nothing to make me want to wake up, nothing to make me want to move. I realized at that point, it wasn't going to be something that made me want to get up because I lost everything, who I was and everything I wanted to be. It was going to have to be for myself, I was going to have to find some power inside of me to get up, open my eyes and continue walking away.
    I thought about it. Celeste around his arms, them both smiling and happy. Anger raged yet happiness for them both calmed that anger. Thats it! I need to open my eyes... I need to, at least one more time.
    I knew the reasons, I knew the answers, I could help them solve this. That what I need.
    I felt as I forced my eyes to open and I was surprised at what I saw.
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    I was thinking about my old life, who I was and who I will become after this event. I began to fell my emotions getting the better of me. I could feel myself become the weak me. Who I would refuse to be after this.
    My phone began to ring, not caring who it was I answered.
    I listened to the person on the other line. "No! You're lying, stop joking with me..." I began to feel more tears. I couldn't stop them. "Nothing, I cant do anything?" I clearified. "Can I come to the hospital?" I sobbed. when I got the yes, I got dressed wondering if I was in a decent condition to drive.
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    To Be Continued =)