Song: On the Sea by Beach House

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I look over at Cole, his brown eyes crinkled in laughter. I frown in annoyance and try to push him back with my hands.

"Mom! Cole's trying to lick me!" I yell as Cole leans in with his tongue out.

A woman in the front seat turns a bit to face us, her long, dark hair cascading down her seat. She looks to me and then to Cole, a half of a smile pulling at her lips. "Cole, Audrey, please can you get along? We're almost home."

Just as I'm about to nod my head, a warm, wet object runs across the surface of my arm. My head snaps to the side and my mouth hangs open in a grimace, "You little sucker." I whisper out before narrowing my eyes and grabbing his sides, starting to tickle him.

"Dree! Stop! I'm sorry, I-I'll stop! Please!" He yells out between loud laughs, I laugh with him and watch as he squirms and wiggles in my arms. His dark hair and big eyes shining in mischief. I pull away and grin at him. He looks at me warily before turning to dad.

"Dad, when will we get home?" Cole asks, leaning forward in his seat. My Dad's green eyes look at us through the rear-view window and he gives us an exaggerated sigh but I don't miss the small ghost-of-a-smile on his lips. His shaggy brown hair is messy and sticking up in all directions and I inwardly grin at how funny he looks.

"I told you about three times already, we'll get home in about thirty more minutes." He says before running a hand through his hair causing it to look even more messy.

"Good, I don't think I can stand sitting next to Dree for much longer," Cole says while rolling his eyes and glancing at me with a smirk. I gasp.

"You were the one licking me!" I frown, "I can't believe you're thirteen. You act as if you're three."

"I do not! I've been told I'm very mature for my age!"

"You are so annoying!" I groan out as he tries to hug me. "Stop! Dad!" I yell when he wraps his arms around me and rubs his head against my arm.

"Audrey, hug your brother. One day you'll miss these moments with your brother." I hear my Dad's voice say from the driver's seat. I groan and slowly wrap my arms around his body, letting my nose rest on top of his head. He smells like firewood and-Axe body spray?

"Did you put cologne on?" I ask, trying to pull away. Just to annoy me, however, Cole hugs me tighter. I cough and feel my nose begin to burn from the strong aroma. What did he do? Take a bath in it?

"Yes, I did."

"Why? Who are you trying to impress?"

"No one." He says suddenly and pulls away from our 'little' hug. I gasp in surprise and poke his arm.

"Who is it? do I know her?"

"It isn't anyone, I just felt like putting some on." I narrow my eyes but I don't say another word. Instead, I look out the window and watch as cars pass by on the highway. In just a few minutes I feel my eyes slowly grow heavy. I welcome the darkness as I lean against the cold glass of the window, the faint sound of the radio lulling me to sleep.

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My body feels as if it's falling, the sensation causes me to open my eyes. My dad is pulling at the steering wheel with panic in his eyes. It happens so fast but yet it all seems to go so slow. My dad looks at me through the rear-view window and I see something I'd never seen before in his eyes. Fear.

The road seems to jerk beneath the wheels of the car as if the earth was being pulled out beneath us.

My stomach drops as I watch our car spin across the road. My body is being flown across the car and I feel my seatbelt cut into the side of my waist. My knees hit the side of the door before I feel the car flip, my head crushed against the window as Dad struggles to gain control of the steering wheel. I hear the faint squeal of the breaks and Cole's scream as the world turns over and over.

Something sharp hits my head and suddenly I'm being flown across the car. I couldn't quite hear, couldn't quite see. Yet Cole was still screaming - or was that me? I didn't know anymore.

My eyes snap shut as I feel the impact of the car hitting the ground. I cry out and the window beside me - now under me - splintered under the side of my face. Above me Cole dangles from his seat, his head limp. I reach with a shaky hand to touch him but my hand falls weakly by my head. My vision suddenly gets blurry and spots begin to appear. I close my eyes in defeat and give in to my pounding head.

Everything hurts.

I try to open my eyes but it feels as if they're being weighed down. It hurts to even breathe. I lay there for what seems like hours, unable to move. I hear the faint sound of sirens but all I see is darkness. I hear the radio, still playing on the same station as it was hours ago, a soft song cutting in and out through the static.

The Sirens get louder and louder, the echoing sound haunting my every breath. I want to open my eyes and see if everything's okay. I want to see Dad and Cole, I want to see Mom. I want them to be okay.

I squint, forcing myself to open my eyes but all I see is blurred flashing lights and something red. Is that blood? I want to cry but all I do is stare at the flashing lights. I see people run up to me, shouting things and yelling.

'I don't understand!' I want to scream but my mouth seems glued shut. I taste a bitter and metallic taste in my mouth.

StOp!

PLeASe!

My mind screams at me to get up, to help but everything hurts. Fear sweeps through my body.

'please,' I manage to croak before everything goes dark.

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I wake up in a cold sweat, I blink and feel the cold salty sting of my tears. My heart is beating at an unusual speed and I feel the need to vomit. My head is spinning and sweat covers my body. I pull the sheets off my body and quickly sit up on the couch. My eyes snap shut and I try to steady my breathing. My hand rubs against my eyes, wiping away the salty tears.

Although my nightmares didn't happen often due to my inability to sleep, sometimes on the rare occasion that I did fall into a deep slumber, this would happen.

I curl myself into a ball and cry.

"Please," I cough, "Please."

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