Prologue

The roads were desolate, at least for now. I was just cruising along, feeling tired and alone. Alone. I was completely alone. The only thing keeping me awake was the music blaring. Rough hands by Alexisonfire. This song meant so much to me and whenever I felt alone this song made me feel at least content. After the breakup with my girlfriend a while back, this song got me through it. It got me through a lot of tough situations. My name is Michael Edwards, I am 19 years old.

Remembering my ex, she was my first true love, basically my first everything. We were the definition of a perfect couple. But we just slowly started to drift, then, then it happened. I found out the truth. She was cheating on me for months, for fucking months. I was so ignorant, I couldn't see the fucking signs that were in my face, taunting me. I didn't want to believe it. So when I finally accepted the truth that she was leaving me for another, my heart was devastated. Devastated to the point of suicide but I knew I wouldn't do it. There is just so much to live for and so I held on.

I snapped back to reality after I noticed I was drifting into the other lane.

"Fucking Michael, you need to pay attention!" I thought to myself.

I focused on the rest of the drive but it felt like forever.

"Almost home, I'm almost home."

I was maybe ten minutes away from my home, probably like a couple miles. My destination was approaching but I could not keep a steady eye. I was falling asleep at the wheel.

Being 19 I didn't have too much experience driving since I got my license later than everyone else. But right when I got it, I received the family car along. A 2009 Toyota Corolla sports edition, black. It was a decent car, wasn't to spendy. It was a great gift.

As I kept dwelling on the past I start to think about my parents, they were great people, always loving, caring, gentle people. They became distant after I left for college, and I haven't visited them since, that was a year ago. I still keep in contact every one a month or two, but that's it. I really should visit them more.

Reality had a harsh landing when I came back. I realized I was about to hit a stopsign.

"Shit shit shit!" I screamed.

I swerved out of the way just in the nick of time.

"I really need to focus, god-damnit!"

But how could I, I was so fucking tired, and there was so much on my mind at the moment. Before I knew it, I had my eyes closed, and my head on the wheel.

It felt like a second before the headlights opened my eyes. I looked up to see they were coming directly at me.

"Holy sh-" I screamed as I tried to swerve out of the way. Too late, I knew collision was eminent. The split second it took to collide felt like an eternity.

*SMASH*

The semi truck hit me head on, and obliterated my car. My head smashed into my steering wheel rendering me unconscious.

Author's Note

I'm sorry that the prologue is long and might be a little hard to follow, but it will get better ad easier to understand when I finish chapter 1.
Hopefully you enjoyed, and I would appreciate a comment on what you think.
Btw, I know that there is a lot of errors and such, but I don't have an editor let alone I wrote that on an iPod. Hope you enjoy.