(Monica and Brooklyn on side)
~Brooklyn
I was sixteen years old, and I had just gotten my license, and honestly I was so excited that I was now driving.
It was a Friday evening and my best-friend at the time, Monica, and I were going to the movies around 10:30 to see some horror flick. We watched the movie and had a great time. But all fun things have to come to an end.
FLASHBACK
"That movie wasn't even scary" Monica laughed walking out of the theatre room.
I shook my head disagreeing with her. "Yes it was! Especially when the one guy with the mask had been stalking her the whole time, and got into her house"
"You're such a wimp" she laughed again. "Honestly, that was the funniest" she continued. "And it was obvious how the masked man got into the house, she obviously didn't lock the door, and plus who doesn't lock the door from coming home at 12:30 am?"
"True" I said making my way back to the snack counter, and ordering another slushie. "But still he was stalking her!"
"Yeah, because she did all of those things to those people" Monica said
"Yeah, I guess she deserved it" I said reaching into my back pocket, and pulling out a 5 dollar bill.
"Do you want to see another movie?" Monica asked. "It's only 11:45, but if you want to go back to my place we can"
I sipped my slushie, looking at the other movies that were playing, and that showed the showtimes of the upcoming movies on the screen.
"Hmm" I said. "I don't mind"
Monica and I stood for a good 5 minutes debating on which movie we were going to see next until I saw my boyfriend at the time with another girl.
"Hey, um Brooklyn?" Monica questioned
"Yeah" I said not taking my eyes off of Cole.
"Isn't that Cole with Miranda?" Monica asked.
I nodded my head and watched as Cole held Miranda's hand, and how she giggled when he put his arm around her waist. They both sat down at one of the small tables enjoying themselves. Every few seconds or so he would caress his thumb over her hand, and place a small kiss onto her lips.
"Oh my god" I whispered.
"C'mon Brooklyn, let's just go" Monica told me, grabbing my hand and practically pushing me outside of the theatre.
"No!" I told her.
I walked back in the theatre and watched how Cole grabbed Miranda's waist and kissed her.
My heart completely shattered, and Monica was still trying to get me to leave, but I insisted on confronting them.
Walking over to the two of them, my heart pounded, and Monica followed after me.
Reaching the table they were at, Cole immediately let go of Miranda's waist and looked at me with complete shock.
"Shit! Brooklyn! You know Miranda right?" Cole said. "I didn't know you'd be here tonight"
"Yes you did Cole. I told you that Monica and I were going to the movies" I said to him.
"This is Brooklyn Cole?" Miranda asked "she's even prettier in person!"
"Cut the shit" Monica said stepping up next to me.
"How could you?!" I yelled, getting stares from a couple of other people in the theatre. "I thought you loved me!"
"Brooklyn, I-i do" Cole stuttered.
"But this isn't your first time doing this to me" I said. "I thought you were done after Charlie, and Bridgette"
"What?!" Monica yelled in a whisper like tone. "This is his third time cheating on you?"
I ignored her. "You told me that I was the only one who ever mattered to you! And again that you loved me!"
My eyes began to sting.
"Brooklyn, I won't do it again" Cole whined.
"No! Because we're through. For good this time!"
"Brooklyn, c'mon we should really go. He's not worth your time"
I nodded my head, walking with Monica back to my car. I was crying really hard, and it was raining. Hard.
"Brooklyn don't cry" Monica repeated over and over again.
Getting into my car, Monica following, I put the keys in the engine and began leaving the theatre parking lot.
Leaving the parking lot it was crowded, and there was tons of traffic. I figured the free-ways would be the quickest to return to Monica's house, so that is the way I took.
"How come you didn't tell me he cheated on you twice before this?" Monica asked
"I don't know" I cried. "Y-you would have lectured me, and told me how I should f-find someone better" I
stuttered
"You're damn right!" Monica yelled. "You took him back after he cheated on you twice? Dammit Brooklyn, common sense!"
"S-stop yelling at me!" I yelled back.
"Why'd you take him back?" She asked
"Because he said he would never hurt me"
"And you believed that?"
Her words made me cry even harder, I don't know why I took him back. I really believed him, and I thought he would change.
"Stop crying" she said. "Like, I don't want to feel bad for you" she continued. "But I feel bad for you because you are my best-friend, and I don't ever want to see you hurting like this"
I slowed down the car, getting ready to stop because of the yellow light.
"I fucked up" I yelled. "I hate myself so much!"
"N-no" Monica said, reassuring me. "Don't you ever say that. You didn't know Brooklyn, you gave him chances it's his fault not yours"
"But you said-" I couldn't continue because I cried even harder.
My vision became blurry because of the tears. And rain was pouring down, and I accidentally stepped on the gas pedal instead of the breaks.
"BROOKLYN WATCH OUT!!!!" Monica screamed.
I try and swerve the car as quickly as I could but I was to late. Instantly a car slammed into the right side of my car (passenger side)
Sending my car flying into a ditch, and hitting a tree. My face hit the steering wheel, and I felt Monica quickly grab my hand.
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I wake up from the Darkness, and remember where I am. I look at my surroundings, and see the tree is in the middle of the car, and Monica was passed out in the seat next to me. Blood was coming from her side, and her hand was still holding mine.
I look around, and there's blood coming from Monica's seat, and from my seat and I screamed from the excruciating pain coming from my head, and side. I also scream because of the situation I had gotten us into.
I touched my forehead, and blood was flowing all down my face. My legs were trapped down in the seat, and I instantly looked for a cell phone.
Looking around frantically, I found Monica's phone witch had been cracked, and dialed 911
"Hello, what's your emergency?" The speaker said .
"I-I crashed my car on the freeway, and I landed in a ditch! And I... Oh my gosh, my best-friend, she's... She's passed out and she's bleeding. A lot!" I continued. "My face is bleeding, and I. Oh my God. Oh my God. "
"Ma'am, I need you to calm down, is your friend is she breathing"
I start crying not knowing what to do.
I leaned down, and put my ear on her heart, and heard nothing.
I checked her pulse, and felt nothing.
Lastly I checked if any breathing was coming out of her mouth. Nothing.
"No!" I screamed. "She's not breathing! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I cried.
"Please tell me where you are ma'am" the woman said.
"I'm on I-70 between Rodebaugh, and the Smoothie King" I cried.
"Help is on it's way!" The lady said. "And as for your friend, I want you to stay with her until the ambulance comes"
"O-okay!" I answered.
"Monica! Please! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you!" I cried.
"Monica please, please, answer me" I squeezed the hand that she held my hand with tightly.
"Monica!" I screamed, and cried. "Please!"
I then realized that Monica wasn't only bleeding from her side, her forehead was bleeding, also.
I didn't care about my injuries from my forehead or from the tree that had went through the windshield, and damaged my side.
I only cared about my friend, who was possibly dead.
Ambulance sirens were coming closer and closer, until finally they surrounded the car.
People ran over opening the drivers, and passengers side doors and I cried.
"No! No! No!" I cried as one of the nurses carried Monica away from me placing her on a stretcher.
"Everything will be okay!" One of the men told me carrying me, and placing me on a stretcher.
As I was placed on a stretcher, I looked at the car that I had just received two weeks ago for my birthday. The passenger side was smushed, and so was the front. And the huge tree went through the glass. Glass was everywhere, and so were pieces of my car.
I looked over to the right and saw a black body bag, and instantly I cried.
"Shit!" I yelled. "She's dead, no! "
"Calm down honey!" A lady said.
I felt the stretcher being lifted off the ground, and into the ambulance van.
Immediately, they placed multiple IV's into my arm, and my head, and side began to hurt a little less because of the Medicine.
"What's going to happen to her?" I asked.
"You need to worry about yourself, honey" the lady said.
"What's going to happen to me?" I ask.
"Well" she said. "You have to have multiple scans done to see if you have any head trauma, and may even need surgery for your side, love"
"Oh" was all I could say.
I honestly didn't care if I was alive or not.
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Monica's parents did not have the actual funeral until I got out of the hospital. And that was about a month later. They had a small funeral for her just her parents, and Monica's only brother, and then one when I got out.
At Monica's funeral I did not cry.
Not because I didn't care about her, or that I wasn't sad. It was just that I was all worn out from crying.
After Monica died I cried non-stop.
I cried for her family, for her friends, for her, and for myself.
"Why did you take her away from us Brooklyn?" Her mother asked me.
I stayed silent.
"After this Funeral, I don't ever want to see you again" Her mother said.
I nodded my head.
And that was the last I had seen of Monica's family, and the last of Monica.
At school I was bullied because I had killed her, and everytime I would see Cole and anyone else in the hallway, he would laugh at me, and mouth the words 'killer' to me. But usually it was 'psycho-path'
I couldn't deal with the pain any longer, so I decided to do my homeschooling, so I wouldn't be bullied.
I never meant to hurt anyone. Ever...
I never meant to hurt anyone, and I didn't realize that me hurting, killed my friend.
And here I am a year later.
END OF FLASHBACK
The night that all of the things between Cole, and Monica had happened, I think the sky was crying for me. I was so hurt because of Cole, and Monica, and It was raining so hard also.
Maybe the earth felt my pain, and cried with me too.
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• I THINK THIS WAS ONE OF MY BEST CHAPTERS SINCE THE LETTERS TO CALUM CHAPTER!
• this made me cry! And omg. It was so deep, and I decided to make a longer chapter!
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•what do you think may happen in Brooklyn's life next?
• do you think she has more secrets. Because remember she has "no story" lol
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