Seperate Ways
 
I guess… we could just start off with me telling you that I’m heartbroken. I feel as though my whole entire body has been ran over by a repeatedly. I guess that I might need to tell you why I feel like this and what happened. So, here we go.
   My boyfriend, Jake, was the only boyfriend that I have ever had. We’ve dated since second grade. By the way, I’m a junior in high school now. We used to do everything together. By everything, I mean everything. Then my best friend Morgan started talking about him a lot and always asking me questions about him which she NEVER did. I just figured that they finally started to become friends. Until one day, I saw them which each other at the park which is our spot, so of course I was furious.
    He pretended like he didn’t know what I was talking about when I had asked him about it which of course had made me even more furious. He lied. I acted as though everything was fine until he asked me to his family’s annual Christmas party. I went without mentioning a word about what I saw. He hadn’t said anything unusual until he slipped and called me Morgan… that’s when I was FURIOUS.
   On the way, he pulled over and said “ Hannah, this isn’t working out..”. I had then started to bawl my eyes out. He told me just to go to the party with him anyway because he didn’t want his parents to find out about me and him breaking up. I had demanded for him to let me go home.
   Furiously, he pulled back onto the highway driving way over the speed limit. I had very soon realized that he had not looked to see if a car was coming before he pulled back onto the highway. A tractor trailer had came out of no where and hit us. It had came barreling through and it hit directly on my side of the car.
   The last thing I remember about that was me laying in the hospital bed. I hurt too much to open my eyes so I just laid there listening. I listened to what seemed like hours. I had heard everything from the cries of my parents to the loud, deep voice of the doctor telling them that they were doing the best that they could. Everything seemed usual to me about all of this. I mean, I had seen movies and read books about this kind of stuff so I figured all of this was normal. Then, I heard Jake’s voice. It was like a shot to the heart within me. It was HORRIBLE. I felt ruined. I felt as though my whole entire life was collapsing right infront of me and all I could do was sit back and watch it because there was nothing that I could do about it.
    A couple days later I had gained the strength to open my eyes. I was then assured that I would be going home very soon. For the next few days everything was going fine. Family members came to visit. The doctors and nurses had helped me gain strength to walk and to eat again. I was happy again. Until, Morgan came to visit me. I was happy to see her. I was glad to know that she actually still cared about me. I can not believe that she actually had the courage to even bring him in here. He was the reason for all of this. He was the reason that I was devastated. He was the reason that I was depressed. He was the reason that I am even in here and she has the courage to bring him in here.
    They had started talking to me about what was going on between them. I soon realized that she was happy with him. She was actually happy again. I have never seen this happy since the death of her dad. I couldn’t just crush her and tell her that I never wanted to see her again because she was dating my ex-boyfriend. So, I thought about everything that had ever happened between us. The fights that we had and everything that we shared. I couldn’t just let her down like everybody has for me. I told them both that I was happy for them both and that I was fine with them dating. I didn’t even believe myself so I doubt that they believed me. We had finally parted into our seperate ways