Life After by P.A Warren Read Free Book Online

juice on the dresser. “I’m sorry about all the guys in the kitchen. I should have come in here and warned you, but I guess we’re all still adjusting.” She shrugs.
    “Thanks, Jenny.” Taking the plate from her I place it on my nightstand. Seeing her looking over at my suitcases I need to apologize since I don’t know if I embarrassed her or not, better safe than sorry. “I want to apologize for embarrassing you like that, barging into the kitchen and all.”
    Waving off my words she walks towards me and hugs me randomly. “It’s no biggie, you didn’t embarrass me. We all just have to get used to having another person in the house. Andrew brings some of his team over here sometimes after practice to go over new plays and they sometimes eat breakfast and leave their crap all over the floor. Luckily, you were caught or else you would have taken quite a tumble to the floor.” She walks around the room opening the blinds and fluffing pillows. “You might want to say thank you to Avery though.”
    “Why would I want to do that?”
    “Because he’s the one who caught you.”
    Blushing I look at the floor. Geez, Avery keeps saving me; maybe I should change his name to freaking Superman? “Roger that,” I say thinking in the back of my mind that I need to start a list of reasons to thank this Avery person. Looking at my plate I start nibbling on my food lost in thought when a random thought pops into my mind.
    “Does Avery play football?”
    Jenny laughs like I asked the funniest question ever. “No, Avery wouldn’t touch a football to save his soul he is more of a watcher.” Laughing some more she leaves closing the door to my room.
    Shaking my head, okay that was weird. I wait a few minutes to make sure she isn’t coming back before I start thinking about the pills. Picking up the bottle I push the food away.
    Looking at the white pills and can’t help but regard them as a way to end it all. I mean seriously, how easy it would be to take them all and stop the pain and emptiness that fills my conscience right now.  It’s so very tempting; if I let them they could easily seduce me into doing it.
    It’ s as if I can hear the pills calling to me; take me, take me, they say. Luckily they can’t really talk so I shut those thoughts off. I resist the urge to take more than I should and swallow them with the orange juice.

Chapter Eight
     
    Opening my door I look left and right, the hall appears empty. I breathe a sigh of relief and head into the living room. There’s a note taped to the refrigerator letting me know Jenny and Andrew aren’t home. I’m not going to lie; it is a bit of a relief to be alone.
    Walking into the living room I place a pillow on the couch and prop my head on it. Grabbing the remote I turn the TV on, flipping through the channels I finally find some reality show about jersey girls and hair cutting. It’s thoughtless.
    Something I can watch to take my mind off my depressing thoughts. The drama on this show is amazing, who knew there was so much of it in a hair salon? While the girls on TV are pulling out each other’s hair. I find the show blurring and instead of being on the couch I’m back in the car at the accident.
    Bright headlights are coming at us. “ Dad watch out!” I scream as the semi careens towards us. Knowing it inevitably is going to crash into us time seems to slow down. I hear the crunching of metal. I feel the stickiness of blood, covering me like a blanket. Why is there so much of it? Looking to the front of the car I realize there is no front. The front is smashed into the backseat. The front seat pins my leg down. My dad covered in blood, his body is mangled and lifeless. I look to my left and feel my sister brushed up against me. Her seat belt came undone and her neck is twisted at an odd angle. Her thigh is pressed against mine.   I’m about to be sick. Oh God! I’m going to be sick.   The panic takes over and it’s hard to breathe. So hard. It