My Biggest Decision. I reach and grab for the pill without thinking. I wake up my friend with an elbow to the rib and we proceed with caution to the bathroom

        I reach and grab for the pill without thinking. I wake up my friend with an elbow to the rib and we proceed with caution to the bathroom. My bro starts to become hesitate and I notice that he is backing up slowly with the expression of I can’t do this inscribed on his heart. I can hear it pounding hard trying to escape from his chest. An argument ensues and it escalates quickly into a small skirmish for the possession of the pill. Our hands seem to merge into one. The ruckus continues until suddenly someone enters the bathroom and we instantaneously release each others hands. The second it was released the pill went into my mouth and down my throat it slid. The party-goer washed his face and headed back into the party scene not noticing what I had done. It was all over I had won. But now I have to come face to face with the cruel realization that I was high on some unknown drug, drunk, unable to stand and I have to be carried away on the shoulders of my friend completely helpless. I thought to myself in that moment I could truly die right now. We entered the car and headed home. But it was late and we were both tired so it was natural that the driver fell asleep at the wheel. Maybe there was going to be the first ever successful sleep driving of course not the car ran of the road and head first into a large oak tree. Miraculously the driver survives the accident and crawls out of the battered vehicle with a few bruises. The driver pulls out his phone and dials 9-1-1. An ambulance arrives on scene thirty minutes later but the driver has vanished and the only thing left behind is a dead body and a damaged vehicle.

        It’s been two days since the incident occurred. The driver spent the days inside his apartment closed off from the world. He hasn’t even let the sun touch his face. In the day he tries to read the books he once loved reading, he tries to eat the food he once loved eating. The things he once loved doing have become bland. The days are harsh but the nights are harsher. He tosses and turns all night long contemplating over what had happen. Sleep continues to elude him. The sun rises on a new day and there’s a knock on the door. The door opens and Chris comes into the room meeting his brother sitting out on the balcony. He keeps on mumbling “I'm sorry, I'm so sorry” over and over. Carl creeps closer “Wait”. The breeze picks up. He begins to stumble. His eyes are filled with fear and sadness. Glistening with sweat and still in his pajamas he falls. He lands on a car below with a loud thud breaking the glass windows on impact and denting the roof of the car considerably. His brother looks over the balcony mouth agape. He is stunned at the sudden passing of his younger brother.