TITLE: WAITING FOR FORVER
GENRE: YA Fantasy Romance
It was like cramping, I knew I was losing control of my legs, then my arms, then my neck. The cold water had filled in the inside of the car, and now it was taking my lungs. There was no need to fight for breath anymore, I had already lost, I was really dying.
I didn't see my life passing before my eyes, I didn't think about anyone special. The only thing in my mind was the truck coming out of nowhere. I didn't see it coming. I couldn't do anything. Damn you Mark, how much did you drink?
This is not real. This can't be real. I tried to raise my head in protest, but the cramping had taken over my body; paralyzing me, freezing every single cell from inside out, until everything stopped.
I woke up in despair, trying to convince myself it had been just a dream. A nightmare. I kept my eyes wide open, trying to forget the feeling of drowning in the ocean, fighting for every breath. But before I could focus on anything around, I realized every little part of my body hurt. It was like I had been on a fight or something. What the hell happened last night? I can’t remember anything.
It was a hangover, for sure. But that time I felt really bad, I had never felt like that before. Mark, you are never ever drinking again! I promised myself taking courage to get up. It was really cold there...