The accident

Short story

It was just an innocent drive. We were having fun and trying to be happy by listening to music and driving down an empty street. It was a cold autumn night and the clouds hung unusually low making it hard to see. The headlights from the car only made the haze worse and the tall dark trees that lined both sides of the road gave me an uneasy feeling. It was as if at any moment something was going to jump out of the shadows and attack us.
I reached forward and turned the radio off so Blake could concentrate on driving.
"Thanks baby," Blake smiled at me.
His green eyes shone brightly and his short blond hair was tucked away in his DC cap.
"I love you Blake," I looked up at him and smiled.
"I love you too Sophie. I love you so much," his left hand took my right as he kept his other hand on the steering wheel. We'd been dating for two years and I often changed the gears for him when we drove together.
It was my fault. I got distracted looking at the cloudy sky and forgot to change into fifth gear for him and the cars engine groaned loudly. Blake was busy trying to get the car driving smoothly again and I guess he missed the stop sign; maybe it was the other driver. But re next thing I saw was a flash of lights and an unnaturally strong jerk that caused my seatbelt to tighten around me.
For a second, I didn't know what was going on. All I heard was squealing tires, breaking glass and screaming. It felt as if time had turned into slow motion as the car took it's first roll and the glass to my window shattered into a million pieces; piercing my delicate skin with their sharp edges. I heard an earsplitting scream so full of fear it turned my blood cold. But I realised the scream came from me as the car flipped again and I watched in horror as I saw Blake thrown through the bursting windscreen. The car had finally stopped rolling and I laid there trying to process what had happened. I ignored the beaten condition my own body was in and stumbled out the upside down car. I crawled slowly along the bitumen and felt every muscle in my body scream in agony when I moved.
I found Blake's mutilated body sprawled on the cold hard bitumen and carefully rolled him on his back. When I saw his face, all that was left was torn flesh and muscle falling off white bone. The only remnants of his face being his blood stained blond hair and a glazed eye that once held the galaxy.
Heavy sobs shook my body as my long brown curls fell around my face. I could  hardly breath, the tears continued falling down my face but no sound could come out. While kneeling in a pool of blood that stained my white jeans, I looked back at the two cars that had warped and moulded into each other, forming some metal monstrosity.
Seeing Blake just laying there as blood continued to spill out of him was so gut wrenching I had t look away.
Like a robot I stood up, all thoughts and emotions were replaced with numbness as I limped towards the cat that had hit us.
The driver... She couldn't have been past her thirties... Was dead where she sat in her seat; slumped over the steering wheel.
I stood back and just cried. There was nothing I could do. My whole body shook as I sobbed while he wind sent shivers down my spine.
The collision of the cars had been a second, maybe half a second, but it changed everything. One second Blake and I were spending our anniversary together, the next he had been ripped from my life forever.
Why did I live? Why did this happen? Why wasn't he saved?
I left the weight of the silver cross I had been given for my tenth birthday around my neck and furiously ripped it off. The chain broke in half and was thrown on the ground.
"If you really were a loving God, you wouldn't have let him die!"