Today I want to try my hand at short fiction again. You can read my story here.
They grew up down the block from each other. He was two years older but she was still his best friend, or maybe she was just in love with her.
She didn't look at him in that way, in fact it was the complete opposite, he was just her friend. At least it was until that night.
She was sitting on the curb outside the high school, the snow was falling and so were the tears from her eyes. Lights pull into the school driveway and his hunter green Jeep Wrangler pulled up next to her. Leaving the car running he gets out of the jeep walking around and hugging her.
He smoothed down her auburn hair and kissed her head and she starts to cry harder. They stood there embracing has the snow piled up around them. He whispers in her ear, "Let me get you home." She nods her head reluctantly.
He helps her into the car and walks around. By the time he gets back in, he has her head leaning up against the window. For a while they sit silently as he drove along.
Her voice quietly comes out of the silence, "Why? Why doesn't he love me?"
He looks are her from the corner of his eyes, "I wish-" . As if in slow motion the car spins out of control and it all goes black.
To Be Continued...
Make sure to come back in the next few weeks to find out what happens next in this story.