Finding Her

9 Deer in the headlights

still in Haleys pov

After I shook off the horrible nightmare, I decided to wake up my little sister, Rosie, for school. As I opened her bedroom door, and woke her up,I tried to ignore the terror of the dream, but I still had that lingering feeling in my chest, like a snake had me coiled in it's grasp.

I live with my mother, and my sister. I really should just say my sister, because my mothers never home. Usually she's out getting high with her so called friends, or out getting laid with Tom, her newest boyfriend.

I don't trust Tom. There's something about him that just seems...creepy. Well, to be fair, I guess all international drug dealer's seem creepy.

I sigh. My mom didn't used to be like this. She used to be so happy. Not this depressed ball of hate, that could only find joy through a blurry high, or by having sex with comlete strangers.

When dad was still here, she was a mother.... now, I don't know what she is.

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As I drove Rosie to her school, I thought about my father. He was always so positive. Sometimes his happiness would actually be nauseating.  I remember a fourteen year old me being " heart broken" by a boy who had stood me up. My dad's only response was " Well, at least now I get to use my brand new shotgun!" Then he smiled, and walked away. I chuckled, as I remembered that night, I know now that he was trying to cheer me up, to get me to laugh, but at the time I just thought he was insane.

Man, my dad was amazing.

I think about how he had died just after Rosie was born. We were driving back from the hospital, my dad was driving, and explaining something about how to eat a cupcake so that the icing is in every bite... Then he stopped, and made this gasping noise. The car swerved, and we ran strait into a ditch. I remember the broken glass from the window stabbing my face, I remember screaming through the crumpled windows for help. Then I remember looking over at my dad. His face was half smashed in, the body was unrecognizable, the drivers seat was pushed into the wheel, so it would have been nearly impossible to get him out.

For two hours, I was trapped in that car. Staring at the broken, lifeless body of my dad, my best friend. When the paremedics came. I was pulled out of the wreck. I had puncture wounds all over my body from pieces of metal and glass. A long piece of metal was penatrating my side, close to my ribcage. The doctor told me I was lucky, if it had been higher up, then my lungs could have been punctured. I still have the scar....

When the police, and paremedics pulled apart the car, they found a dead deer under the car. My dad had seen the deer, and tried to swerve around it. He took his own life for a stupid deer... I don't remember anything after that. The weeks following were just.... just black. Everything was dead, everything was black.

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I feel a tear slide down my cheeck. I wipe it away, annoyed. I can't think about that right now, I can't slip back into that darkness my mothers been lost in. I can't, I have Rosie to take care of.

I pull her out of her car seat, and walk her to the door of her school. I hand her a check, and tell her " Dont forget to give this to Mrs. Price." Mrs. Price was the assistant principle of Rosie's school. She knew about our situation, and she knew that we can't afford for Rosie to go to school. She pays half. I still don't know how I'll ever possibly be able to repay this lady. She's so sweet, and she is great at what she does. She knows Rosie is all I really have, and she knows that if Rosie didn't go to school, then I would have to quit my part time job, to babysit her. Then my family would be really broke. Like, living on the street, broke.

Rosie nods, and wraps her little arms around my neck. " By Haley. I love you lee-lee." I smile, and kiss her nose. " I love you too, Rosie-posie." Rosie giggles at the nickname, and then walks into the building. I smile as she walks away.

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On the way home, about halfway into the drive, my car starts to make this ticking noise. Then A trail of smoke emits into the air, coming from the engine. I groan, as my car sputters to a stop on the side of the road. Stupid, cheap thing.

I slam the door, and lift up the hood to my car, a wave of hot air hits my face. I cough, and then look down desperatly. I dont know what all this stuff is! Theres multi colered wires, nozzle-like things, and a big chunck of shiny metal, right in the center. I sigh, and then turn around. The first thing I see is a huge red pickup truck barreling torwards me. I scream, and shrink down. Memories flash through my mind, and I feel a wave of nasuea hit me. The pickup makes a screetchy noise, and misses me by an inch.

As the boy from the passenger side jumps out of the car, worriedly, I glare at him. Then I turn my gaze to the driver, who's just staring at me in shock. My eyes widen. Chris....

I gasp as a familiar pain erupts in my chest. As I look into her eyes, I hear the voice sream "Owned."