The Accident- Part 2

PART 21

“Running, 2

On our way 3

Hiding, 4

You will pay 5

Dying, 6

One thousand deaths 7

Running, 8

On our way 9

Hiding, 10

You will pay 11

Dying, 12

One thousand deaths 13

Searching, 14

Seek and Destroy 15

Searching, 16

Seek and Destroy 17

Searching, 18

Seek and Destroy19

Searching, 20

Seek and Destroy,”21

That’s what I heard on the radio when I regained consciousness. I was still in the car and I felt completely perplexed. It took me a while to understand where I was. I wasn’t leaning against the car seat up front. Instead, I was lying on top of my brother James. My head was on his lap and the seat belt I had worn was tangled around my neck. 22

“J…James?” I spoke. No answer.23

“James!” I yelled. Again, no answer from James. That’s when fear built up inside of me. I untangled the seat belt around my neck, took my seat belt off, and sat up, only to be in utter horror. 24

“No!” I screamed when I saw James and discovered that he was dead. His head was resting on the steering wheel. His neck was broken. My world shattered. 25

“James! No!” I cried. I lifted his head up off the steering wheel gently and saw that his face was bloody. When I checked his pulse, I instantly believed he was dead, even though I didn’t want to. 26

“That was Metallica with their song “Seek and Destroy” and here’s more Metallica.” The man on the radio announced. I didn’t care about the radio, all I knew was that James had been killed in the car accident like my parents were killed and now... I’m all alone. James was the only person I had left in my life and now he’s gone! Why was the world so cruel? 27

After crying for fifth teen minutes, I staggered out of the car. I looked around, it was night time already. By now, I looked like I was going to cry and I was going to, but I told myself that I had to be strong. I knew I couldn't be strong. James, my big brother was dead. 28

Soon, I began to pretend that James Hetfield from Metallica was here with me. I must of had a really good imagination because it was like he was really there. I imagined that he had his blond hair still long, he wore a band tank top, and he wore jeans with holes in them. Also, it was like he was actually here with me and talking to me. At the time, I thought that James Hetfield would make everything for me all better, whether I pretended he was here or not. 29

"Don't be scared. I'm here with you." James Hetfield said to me. I was so badly wished he was really here with me. I pretended to take his hand and I limped with him as he walked with me. My right leg was sprained or something like that. I kept telling myself that I was lost and I would die out here. 'You're going to die out here, you can't survive.' The voice inside my head sneered.30

"Shut up. Shut Up!" I exclaimed to myself. "Stop it!" 31

"Can you make things all better for me?" I ask James Hetfield. I imagine that he looks at me and says, 32

"I'll try. Just hold on." 33

I nodded and wiped my eyes with my free hand. A few times, I looked back at the wrecked car that my brother was in dead. It made me feel pain every time I looked back at the car and I tried to hold in all my tears. I-October Taylor is the only person left of my family. I know it may sound terrible, but it's true. My whole family is gone now. All I have left is my imagination. Could that be a good thing? I don't know what is right or wrong anymore. I want James back!34

So badly, I want my big brother back alive. I want him back where I can spend more time with him, I want to be loved by him, and I want to have more special time with him. There was one time I recollect when I was 13 years old. My brother James had just gotten home from his job. He seemed tired, but when I asked him if he could help me with my homework for school, he had time for me. I also remember one time when we would play around. Sometimes he would do these things to me, but he never meant to do it. Sometimes, he'd push me at the forehead. I'd do anything to have him back alive. 35

When I decided to stop walking, I pulled out a picture of me and James. In the picture, James was hugging me and we were both smiling. Instead of me smiling right now while looking at the picture, I cried uncontrollably. 36

James Hetfield placed a hand on my shoulder. He told me that everything is going to be okay. I sniffled several times before dropping to the ground. James Hetfield sat down on the ground next to me. When I went to lean against him and cry into his chest, I completely fell onto the concrete ground and against scrapped my face. I forgot that Hetfield wasn't really here with me. Two minutes later, I fell asleep, thinking that James Hetfield was here with me, protecting me from anything that would or could be out here on this long deserted road. 37

Could tomorrow be a better day?38

To be continued...
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