Me again! My best friend and I wrote this together,
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I never wanted to be like this. I never imagined myself turning into such a horrible, high maintenance and demanding girl. I never wanted to be the girl who showed off her boyfriend like he was a new Prada clutch. I’d never thought that just a simple drive home could turn my life into some sort of sob story. I was heartbroken and guilty, I wanted to kill myself. I wouldn’t have ever made him drive home, ever.
“Erik, come on! I’m really tired. I don’t feel like driving. Be a man and do it,”
I scoffed at my boyfriend.
“Val, come on, you don’t think I’m tired too? I was working all day, and then you dragged me to this party. It’s your car anyway, I don’t like driving your car.”
I didn’t respond to him, I just got into the passenger seat. He was driving and that was final, didn’t he realize I was tired too? I was shopping all day, and I had to make an appearance at Jake Flechers party. He sighed loudly and turned on the ignition. I reclined my seat back and put on my seatbelt. It was going to be a long ride, so I decided to close my eyes for a bit. Right at the instant I decided to open them, I turned to Erik and saw his eyes starting to close.
“ERIK! Drive! You’re going to kill us! I have to be alive, I have that charity event for Rob Ryner, remember?”
I sighed and closed my eyes again, sometimes he was just way too much for me to handle. We were swerving a bit, so I sat up and saw Erik’s eyes fully closed, his foot on the gas pedal, our speed accelerating rapidly.
“Erik! Slow down were going to crash! Wake up! WAKE UP!”
That’s when the world went black.
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"Ugh, Laurie go get me an aspirin my head kills."
I stretched and groaned as I sat up in a bed that wasn’t familiar to me. I turned my neck to see a tiny black and white TV, a table with my favorite iced tea on it, some beautiful pink flowers, and my sleeping assistant Laurie on a hideous puke green couch. I quickly realized where I was when I saw the heart monitor.
"Why am I in a hospital?"
I wondered out loud.
"You were in a car accident, Val."
My publicist Laurie said calmly as she walked through the door and pulled a chair over to my bed. Laurie was like family to me, she was there for me since my birth, back when I did diaper commercials. She taught me how to ride my bike, took me on my first shopping spree, I remember her more in my childhood then my parents.
"How are you sweetie?" She leaned over and kissed my forehead and stroked my hair. I took a few deep breaths; everything was just starting to sink in.
"Okay," I lied.
"I'm really starting to feel better. That sleep did me good."
She chuckled and left the room to answer her phone. I sighed a heavy sigh of relief, and my heart was warm. The way it felt when I first saw Erik.
Wait- "What happened to Erik?" I called after Laurie. I heard Laurie gasp in the hallway, "I'll call you back later Ed, goodbye." I heard the slow clacking of stilettos on the tile floor. She resumed her position next to my bed, and took my hand in hers. I couldn't read her eyes, they were dark and lifeless. My heart was beating out of my head, and I started shaking. Tears welled up in my eyes, I managed to whisper,
"What happened, Laurie?” Her eyes would not connect with mine. Time stood still, it seemed like hours until she finally picked her head up, mascara tears running down her cheeks.
"He died upon impact in the crash, Valerie. When they finally managed to get him out of the car, he had been dead for a few minutes."
At that moment, everything went still. I couldn't hear the children running outside in the hallway, the ticking of the clock was silent. My world was crashing down. My tears poured down with the force of a tsunami as Laurie held my head and whispered words of comfort, but I couldn't hear any of them. I cried until the sun went down, and my body was so tired it needed rest. Before I drifted off, I prayed that when I woke up, my life would go back to normal. Erik was my escape from the so-called glamorous world of drama, lies, and endless rumors. He would talk me through any problem I had over a romantic dinner at the beach or he would surprise me at work with fresh flowers and a funny card, he knew the real me I hid from Hollywood. I can't even imagine carrying on without him. I'll have no one to confide in, no one to make fun of my artificial "friends" with, no one to hold me when I cry because I lost a modeling job I loved, I'll be totally alone. This had to be a bad dream, if it wasn't, my heart was lost forever.
The doctor emerged from what seemed to be nowhere and looked through my medical files. He shined a bright light into both of my eyes and smiled.
“No head trauma, your joints seem to be perfectly normal, I think you’re all set to go home!”
I should’ve smiled, but my mouth wouldn’t allow it. I blankly grabbed my flowers and iced tea and walked out of my room with Laurie.
“What room was Erik in?”
“I think it’d be best if you don’t go in there sweetheart, for your own good.”
Laurie said as she hugged me tightly. I couldn’t believe my own mother couldn’t have the decency to show up. Probably injecting something new in her face.
