What have I done?

Mia

With a shape pain in my head, I slowly started to regain consciousness. I steadily lift my head from what I understood was the dashboard to the realization that we crashed into a tree I glanced over to the driver’s seat but was stunned with disbelief before realizing what I’ve done.

           “E-Emma ….No please No”, stunned by the sight of my sister’s lifeless body as I begged her to please wake up.

           “D-don’t worry, I’m going to go get help, ok, you’re going to be fine”, I stuttered but wasn’t able to detach her neck from the branch that came through the Windshield. Over and over again, I kept telling myself she was going to be okay, but with a heavy heart, I eventually accepted the truth. I placed my head on her chest to listen to the sound of no hope. I said my goodbyes and ran to the main road straight home on my journey home; questions started running through my head.

How will I tell my mom about Emma? Should I not say anything? Will I go to jail? How will my mom react? I snuck to the side of the house to wash Emma’s blood off my hands.

A few seconds have passed of aggressively scrubbing my sister's blood off my hands, thinking to myself my mom’s probably asleep so I could enter the house without her knowing. I quietly open the front door, trying my best to hurry to my bedroom but was startled by my mom exiting the kitchen.

           “Mia, why are you in such a hurry,” she asked, holding a cup of coffee.

           “Uh, nowhere”, I replied, sounding very hesitant

           “Are you ok? You look frightened?”

           “Uh, I guess I’m really just tired. I think I’ll just go to bed.”

           “Wait, what about Emma? Where’s Emma?” she asked, stopping me in my tracks.

           “I-I walked home, so I don’t know”, almost on the verge of crying.

           “Something’s wrong. I called, but there was no answer,” she replied, looking worried.

           “I don’t know.”

           “Alright, you go to bed. I’ll stay up a little longer,” she replied, heading off into the living room.

           “Ok, uh, I’ll uh be in my room if you need me, ok” I rushed upstairs, closing the door before collapsing on the bedroom floor, silently crying with my hands over my mouth. An hour has before I cried myself asleep.

I woke up in the middle of the night feeling thirsty, but instead of finding myself on the floor, I was on the bed. I paid no attention to that, went downstairs, got myself a glass of water, and went back to bed. The moment I opened the door, I was startled by a figure standing in the shadows over my bed.

           “Sister, why” It whispered creepily, making its way in my direction

           “E-Emma”, I stuttered as the glass of water fell from my grasp

           “Why did you leave me,” she asked, coming even closer

           “I’m so sorry, Emma I-I really tried.”

           “Why didn’t you, Mia” she shouted, coming even closer repeating the same phrase louder and louder.

           “I’m so sorry…I really am sorry, please forgive me,” I shouted, collapsing on my knees, covering my ears, apologizing.

I shot open my eyes as I gasp for air to the sound of crying coming from downstairs. I dash downstairs to see my mom on the living room floor crying.

          “Mom, what’s wrong,” I asked, sitting on the floor next to her trying to comfort her as she slowly wiped the tears off her face, holding my hand to the information I wished I had forgotten.

          “This morning, a police officer came to inform me that they found a car at the nearby bridge in a ditch”, mom stated as there was a 5-second pause to catch her breath. “The car is Emma’s. She was found dead this m-morning. I knew something was wrong, but I just,” she stated after completely breaking down in my arms. The grieve took me by surprise as I thought to myself how she never got the chance to start college, never got married, never had kids, never travelled the world. I was sad, depressed, and most of all, angry at myself. I stormed out of the house and started running to of course the only bar in our small little town, where I never learnt my lesson the first time around.