Never Good Enough

Emma was an outsider growing up. She didnt have a lot of friends, and she looked like she lived in a box. She was bullied by all of her classmates day after day. Luckily she had a supportive and loving family back home.... at least thats what she thouht before the accident. All of Emma's hopes for the future vanished with a blink of an eye, due to a drunk driver. Will she be able to overcome her future trials? Will she be able to get over the loss of loved ones? What will happen when her Prince Charming turns out to be her high school bully and tormentor?


2. Its only just the start

       My ringtone went of every morning at 7:25, that was one hour before Vanessa's. That way I could get in the shower grab some fruit and then be out the door, before 'Frankenstein's wife' woke up. Just as I was trying to leave I hear a cry for help coming from my sisters room. "Im coming!" I yelled. Worried for my sister, I ran as fast as my feet would take me. "Ow..." I muttered after running into the door. "VANESSA, IM HERE LET ME IN" I said gasping. I got no answer. Luckily I had a bobby-pin in my hair, so I picked the lock. As soon as I heard the clink from the lock I barged in. "Oh my...g" I said with my mouth dropping. "Ahh...EMMA get out!" My sister screamed. I dont know if it was seeing a guy on top of my sister making out with her in bare minal clothing or the fact that I didnt recognize the guy. 

     "Im so sorry!..... Ummm... Vanessa can I talk to you really quick?" I asked afraid of being yelled at. "Fine..." she retorted " what do you want" she asked as we walked outside of her room. "Who is that?" I asked confused. "Oh him....thats my boyfriend, Niall. " She replied "now are we done" she questioned. "No! I thought you were dating Carter. Im so confused!" "Let me break it down for you...Niall is Cater's brother. Im dating both of them they dont know that, they dont need too." Vanessa answered starting to get ance. "But eventually you'll have to pick one, right? Actually nevermind I dont care." I said tired of trying to hint that what shes doing is wrong. "Good! You shouldn't its my life not yours. So go back to your loser lifestyle Emma, and leave me alone when it comes to my love life." 

     As I was walking away I could hear her talking to Niall. I could only catch "She needs a....." I wonder who they were talking about, and what do they need. I tried to hear a little more to be able to come to a conclusion but I couldnt pick out any words. Im almost positive they were talking about me, but what do I need? I was nice, kind, patient, and forgiving. I looked appealing. I was smart, curious, I was the opposite of Vanessa. The only thing she had that I wanted was a smile upon her face, however I wanted mine to be real.

     I tried to forget about what everyone thought of me, and just believe in myself. I was different from when I was in school, so I finally let go of their derogatory comments. I felt a load lifted of my shoulders, I guess holding pain and grief for four years can bring you down, but that still didnt put a smile on my face. Maybe I was just missing my mom and dad. I went into the living room, and pulled out a photo album. It was a tad dusty, so I took a deep breath and blow all the dust off. The photo album was my mom's most prized possession, she always said "Life is not measured by the breaths you take but by the moments that take your breath away. So laugh always, smile often, and look at the world around you." She'd take pictures of everything, and put them in the velvety navy blue photo album. She had so many pictures that she divided the album into sections. There was four sections, one for family pictures, one for pictures of Vanessa and me together, and one for Vanessa and me seperetly.

     I opened up album to one of our family pictures. It was taken three days before the tragic accident. (Picture in gallery) As my eyes filled with tears, I quickly turned to a different picture. It was Vanessa and me. (Picture in gallery.) "What happened to us" I mumbled under my breath, with the tears streaming down my face. Vanessa and I use to be very close, until our parents passed. I think thats the reason she became so bitter, but she assures me, its cuz shes 'grown up'.


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