She gazed up at the sky, lazily watching the wispy clouds pass through the bright blue sky. Her headphones lay beside her in the grass, still blaring some rock song that she was listening to just to be edgy. But she didn't care about that anymore. In fact, she didn't really care about anything. How could she, with the news she'd just heard? How could she ever care about anything ever again.
She replays the phone conversation in her head, torturing herself. 'We're sorry to inform you that Alexander and Meridith Rivers have both passed away.' She remembers how monotone the voice of the police officer was, like he'd said these words a million times in his life. Like her world wasn't breaking apart around her. She'd thrown her phone across the room, smashing it to pieces. Now, hours later after she'd calmed down a bit and had a more thorough conversation with the police and doctors, she just felt numb. Her parents. Killed. Some idiot 16 year old driver had smashed into them on a bridge and pushed them off. Now they were lying cold in a morgue somewhere, waiting for her to fly back home and plan a funeral. She shut her eyes, trying not to think about it. She never should have left. She should have went to the community college in her hometown and stayed with her family. Maybe then she could have stopped it somehow. Now, she couldn't do anything. She could only stare at the miserable sky and cry and ignore the annoying rock song blaring next to her.
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