This Is How We Like To Do It On The Murder Scene

Me and Elena got really close really fast. She was defiantly like the grandma I never had. My family was really fucked up cause my grandma had my mom when she was 17 and blamed my mom for everything that was wrong in her life so they stopped talking. And now the tradition continues with me and my mom. Anyway we were at our favorite place to have lunch (a little shitty restaurant with amazing food) and I finally told her why I stopped dancing.
"It was my chance to stop living the lie. Dance was the only way I could be me, I was able to to dance for me and no one else. And then it was all taken away from me in a second" I concluded my story Elena started in disbelief at the story she had just heard.
"I'm still trying to process why would someone put glass in a shoe. Why not just shoot your foot with a gun? At least it would have been a clean cut..... Even though you can't do ballet I think you should dance again." I had showed her some of the videos from my competitions. She said I conveyed a story to the audience and made them feel something. I honestly thought I was ok, not good not bad.

We finished up lunch and we were driving, laughing about the night before when Gerard and Frank were drunk and they fell down the stairs, then got up and fell up the stairs. She was the only person that knew about me and Frankie. Our conversation moved to what I wanted to do next with my life.
I was a 23 year old with enough money to live off of for a year and I was without a job. Then she told be something I would never forget,
"Kat, fuck them. In life all you really truly have is yourself and that's who you need to be real to. Whatever you do, wherever you go be true to yourself." She looked directly at me for a moment to give it meaning.
"ELANA!" I screamed as we collided with another car. Then another car slammed onto the breaks but still crashed into our back end.

The rest was a blur, a hazy memory. I woke up in the hospital and all I saw was Frankie. There was about 10 tubes going in me in various places.
"Kat! Your awake finally, you've been out for like 12 hours. I was so scared that you were going to leave us too. I stayed here the whole time for you"
"Elana" I cried out. She was gone, as in dead. I couldn't believe it. I felt a pain words can't even describe. Frankie came to hug me and I moved so he could lay next to me.
I cried myself to sleep on his shoulder. She was really gone, the only mother figure that I had in life.

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