Wrecked by Alla Kar

Author:Alla Kar [Kar, Alla & Genung, Deanna & Qamber, Najla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Genre Fiction, Coming of Age, Romance, Contemporary, New Adult & College
Publisher: Alla Kar
Published: 2014-03-25T04:00:00+00:00

PART TWO

The after.

I'm sorry that I hurt you

It's something I must live with every day

And all the pain I put you through

I wish that I could take it all away

And be the one who catches all your tears.

--Hoobastank

Chapter Ten

Bella

Six Months Later

October

Ashley rolls her stick of body glitter against my chest and up my neck then down the other side.

“Is this place going to be dark?” I ask.

She stands up straight and slams her fists down on her hips. “And why do you want to know that, Debbi Downer?”

I roll my eyes and start trying to rub in the globs of glitter that the stick left behind. “Because I don’t want the entire party to see me coming. Or think I’m in the eighth grade.”

She sticks her tongue out at me and starts to fluff her model hair in the mirror. If the girl has anything it’s a great head of gorgeous chestnut hair.

I look back at myself in the mirror, and take myself in. My smoky eyes look great because Ashley did them. She works at the Macy’s down the street and gets free makeup and watches the makeup artists like a hawk.

“It’s just going to be Cody and you, right?” I ask, searching my vanity drawer for my new mascara.

Ashley huffs and I hear her trying to get her hairspray bottle open. “Yes, Bella. Beau won’t be there, Geesh.”

His name makes my sex clench, and my fingers tighten around my vanity mirror. I ignore Ashley’s narrowed gaze in my mirror, and pretend to have my composure. “Does this have anything to do with the dinner you’re having with Jordan’s parents?”

God, I wasn’t even thinking about that! I bite my lip and huff. “It didn’t, thanks for bringing it up. I still have a couple of days.”

“It’s going to be fine, Bella. You always worry about nothing!”

If she only knew. “Turn the radio on,” I say, keeping my eyes glued to my face in the mirror. Anything to not talk about Jordan’s parents. Mrs. Finch sent me an e-mail two weeks ago inviting me to come have dinner with them. Since I haven’t seen them since the funeral, my nerves are all over the place. It’s heartbreaking to sit there knowing the one thing that brought us together is dead.

Ash turns toward me but reluctantly turns the radio on. The music drowns any chance of us having a normal conversation and I’m glad.

It’s been six months since our plane crashed over the Sierra Nevada Mountains. Six months since I lost Emily and Jordan.

Six months since I’ve talked to Beau. The funerals for Jordan and Emily were held together and it was the last time I saw him. He was stiff, motionless, his eyes locked on the caskets like he didn’t know either of the two bodies lying inside. It looked like he was looking right through it.

I tried to get the nerve to speak to him but as soon as I saw Jordan’s family I was too guilty to even look his way.

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