Not alone

Suspense Stories | Sep 9, 2011 | 4 min read
104 Votes, average: 4 out of 5
Its been exactly 89 days since I got into this freak car accident, which almost took my life. I don't like to think about that night. Actually I can't remember a thing except I was working late and got into a cab, the driver seemed like a nice old man. He kept on telling me that a young guy like myself  should find a good girl and get married. And then suddenly we hit something or someone..I think. The car went tumbling round and round and there were a lot of things going through my mind, was I going to die? will I ever see my parents or the cute girl who works in the cafe near my office? Why didn't I have the guts to ask her out?why? why? why? There were soo many questions.

As crazy as it sounds, I didn't feel or remember anything much except for  this split second which I think could be my imagination..when the car stopped moving, I saw this girl lying next to me on the ground, she kept on staring at me.  I must have passed out after that. When I woke up, I was in the hospital, my head was ponding and my body was sore.. Apparently  I had broken 3 ribs and fractured my leg. It really was a miracle I survived, I asked about the cab driver and they said that he didn't make it. It really freaked me out, the thought of someone dying right next to me so I didn't really want to dig in any further. As you might have guessed already by now, I am a bit of a chicken shit as they would call it.

The accident was all over the news but I refuse to hear about it, let alone read it.

If you see me now, you wouldn't believe it. I look as good as new except for the cast on my left foot, which has made my life absolutely miserable, I can't go out much, my bills haven't been paid for the longest time and people always stare at me and ask me questions about the accident..which I HATE!!

4th of July is around the corner and everybody is leaving for their home in the suburbs. I guess I was always one of the few people left back in the city, just me, my loneliness and my damn itchy casted leg.

My parents and I never had a good relationship so I never go home much. I did the same thing very holiday, order in and sleep, play video games, watch some movies and sleep some more. But I am going to do something different this time I decided to keep a diary, I was going to make a memoir of the boredom I was going through. Who knows maybe I will publish it and get famous for being the most boring person to have written about killing boredom.

Okay here it goes:

July 3rd, 2011: Slept the whole day. Ordered in from Kenny's, ate pepperoni and cheese pizza, drank a large bottle of coke and smoked my 100th cigarette. Trying to finish my Lord of the Rings trilogy when suddenly I get this message from a unknown no.

It said "Hello with a smiley face"

I texted back "Do I know you?"

"Not now but yes later" again with a smiley face

"You better not be the Mr. Wilson from downstairs" I hear Mr. Wilson has quite the soft spot for young guys like me.

"No stupid, I am a girl who wants to get to know you"

"Awesome" I said.

Texting for the rest of the night and she seems like a very likeable girl or god I hope she is. Thank god I have been lonely and bored out of my wits. Goodnight for now, I will try and call her later.

4th July,2011: 10:30 pm- I tried calling her for about the 100th time but her phone keeps on saying that it was not available. WTF??? I have to see what she looks like, wondering if she has a body like Kate Moss or Beth Ditto? is she pretty or ugly? where did she get my number from? actually who cares where she got my number from?  Right in the middle of my thoughts ... BEEP BEEP.. got another message from her.

"Hi, what are you doing??"

" Nothing just thinking about you, can we swap photos????"

"Sure" she texted back

"This angel works for me. Okay here comes my handsome face  LOL"

Got an immediate response, I really hope that she is pretty." No fair, why are u sending me back my picture"

"I didn't, look carefully I am right next to you" she texted

WTH!!!! I kept looking at my picture and saw a vague image of a woman's face on it. I can feel my heart in my throat now.. is this a hoax, is somebody trying to mess with me??? But wait she looks very familiar, I have seen her somewhere but where???

Now I am curious, I am going to track down her phone number... All night of googling how to ID the caller paid off. Apparently the phone belongs to a girl called Christina Monroe. Googling Christina Monroe now...

I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!!! Christina Monroe is in fact the girl in the picture I can tell. She committed suicide on the same exact day, I had the accident. Actually she is the whole reason why I got into the accident in the first place. She jumped out of nowhere and she was the girl I saw that night.. it wasn't my imagination. Her mother buried her corpse with her cell phone in it, just in case she feels lonely..........

Lights are flickering on and off.. my phone's msg tone keeping beeping. God save me..is she  still here with me????








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Chanchal Sep 9, 2011

so scary? unbelievable?...........

Amit Sep 9, 2011

Hey! your story was fantastic i loved it i think all the people that read it think that too.

Jamyang Sep 9, 2011

sorry for the typos... i hope u can overlook that :)

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