A Night Full of Regret

It was a cold, winters night. My friends and I were coming home from the most amazing New Years party ever! I was in the passenger seat, my three friends in the back, and my boyfriend was driving; he was our sober driver.

We were getting close to the overpass in Renous, the roads were shockingly icy and because of the storm, it was hard to see the pattern of the highway.
We finally reached the overpass, and were on our way to drop my friends off at home. All of a sudden, I felt the car swerve underneath me and everything started spinning and became very blurry. I heard the faint screams of my friends
behind me and the terrifying shout of my boyfriend; then everything went black.

When I woke up, I was lying in a hospital bed with wires connected to me everywhere and a broken leg, I noticed my mom sleeping peacefully in a chair that looked rather uncomfortable. I tried to yell for her but my voice was way too hoarse, so I buzzed for the nurse instead. My nurse came in and my mother woke up. I rapidly started asking a million and one questions and all they could say was, “it will be okay, don’t worry.”

The biggest questions I had were, “where are my friends, are they okay?” “What about my boyfriend?” The answer I got hit me extremely hard, it shattered my whole world, they told me my friends were fine, but my boyfriend didn’t make it, they said the force of the crash crushed him. I didn’t know what to do, I was speechless.

Two days later, I was released from the hospital. I arrived home and then it hit me, my boyfriend was dead I would never see him again. I collapsed on my floor, and spent my day sobbing.

Three months have passed and my days are filled with sorrow and regret of that night. My mind is filled with the images of the car spinning, and my ears are filled with the screams of my friends and my boyfriend. I wish I could take that night back, because all I want is him to come back to me.