It was once again another night of tossing and turning. No matter how much I tried I still couldn't remove the pictures from my mind. It had been almost a year to the date of my sisters' accident but I could still easily and vividly replay every account of what happened that morning.
It was a Friday morning and we met up early to have breakfast, as by some strange occurrence, we were both summoned for jury duty on the same day. She looked stunning as usual, standing 5'8", she definitely had legs that went on forever. She had started working out more often and was looking like a very fit 140lbs. Her hair was long and flowing. It was red hair that stopped just shy of her butt. Her pants were filled out quite nice in the back as she was one that never lacked the ability to fill out clothing. She wore a low cut blouse that was accented by a few freckles and her shapely 34C chest.
Dani didn't know how to get to the court house in the city so she asked if she could follow me that morning. I still remember looking in my rear view mirror to make sure she was still behind me when I saw her truck sliding off of the road at a sharp turn. I had to look twice to make sure I was really seeing this and as the truck hit the grass it flipped multiple times. I parked my car on the side of the highway and ran across 3 lanes of traffic to get to her. As I got up and over the hill I couldn't believe my eyes as she laid 50 feet from her truck, being thrown from it due to it rolling several times. I thought she was dead. There was no way someone could survive what I had witnessed. Within minutes people had surrounded her trying to aid in any possible way they could. I was kneeling down next to her when she finally came around, which was miracle in itself. There was blood all on the ground due to a deep cut she suffered on her head. She kept calling for me even though I was kneeling right beside to her. The EMT's arrived and ushered me away so they could attend to her. All I could do was stand there helplessly and watch them attend to my sister.
At the time it happened I felt as though a piece of my soul was being taken from me. I remember hearing the nurses walk by making comments to each other about how lucky she was to be alive still. After months of intense physical therapy she was able to start to get back to her normal life. Unlike me, Dani didn't remember what happened that morning. She continuously asked me over the passing months to explain what happened but I didn't want to continue reliving the day's events and would always keep it brief, no emotions involved at all. She eventually stopped asking since I would never go into great details, the vivid memory always painful to relive.
I checked the alarm clock to see what time it was, as it felt like I had been tossing and turning for hours on end. "Jesus, its only 1:30am! This is ridiculous! Why can't this ever happen on a weekend!" I rolled out of bed and threw on a T-shirt and headed downstairs into the kitchen. "Maybe a beer or shot of Patron will help the situation." I reached into the fridge and grabbed a bottle of beer and the Patron. "On second thought, a little of both really couldn't hurt much." I sat down on the couch and flipped on the TV hoping to catch a glimpse of what the following day's weather might bring. "Snow again! I'm so sick of this crap! I'm moving south the first chance I get, I can't take this anymore."
I had just turned 20 and found the working life awful. I went back to college full time and because of that could not afford moving at the moment. I've always had idea of moving to a southern state and finding a nice place near the beach so when spring break came the opportunities would be endless. Unfortunately, like most of my life goals, this one had fallen to the wayside for the time being.
As the weatherman was droning on about the upcoming storm we were about to be hit with I heard a vehicle pulling up to the house. Seems Dani was still living up her 22nd birthday, her first since the accident, for the 4th time this week and second chance at life by hitting up a club in the city. As she fumbled with her keys outside of the door I turned the TV off and headed for the stairs. The door swung open as if it had been on springs and Dani bolted right past me and into the bathroom. Being the caring brother I am, I knocked on the door to make sure she was alright.
"You ok Dani?" As the door slowly opened I saw her kneeling by the toilet. She was trying to hold her hair back as it seemed round 2 was about to start. I crept into the bathroom and sat down on the tub next to her. "Here, let me hold that for you." I grabbed her hair and held it up for her as she placed both of her hands on the toilet.
"Oh my god! This is so gross! I'm sorry Mike! I thought you would be asleep by now. Why are you still up? Are mom and dad home yet?"
"I couldn't sleep. It felt like I was in bed for hours and when I looked at the clock it was only 1:30 so I got up and grabbed a drink, hoping it would settle me down. Mom called from Aunt Marie's house and said they would be spending a few more nights there. I guess Uncle Tom still isn't doing well and she could use the help taking care of him a little longer."
She grabbed some toilet paper from the roll and patted down her face to make sure she had cleaned herself up a bit. "Are you still having trouble sleeping at night because of me?" she said with sadness in her voice. "You know the story has a happy ending. I'm still here and I don't plan on going anywhere for quite a while longer."
"I know, I know! But when I close my eyes sometimes all I can picture is the truck flipping and than you lying on the ground. It kills me seeing that. I just wish I could forget the whole thing ever happened."
She got to her feet with a little assistance and asked if I could help her get to her room as the walls still seemed to be spinning. Once we got to her room I laid her down on the bed. She looked so helpless laying there with her eyes half closed sprawled out on the bed. All I could hear was her screaming "Take me!"
"Well!! Are you going to just stand there and stare at me or are you going to give me a hand?" she said to me, which snapped me back in to reality. In my quick day dream I hadn't noticed her struggling to get her jeans off. I sat down onto the edge of the bed next to her to help undress her. It wasn't until she was in her bra and panties that I really noticed how turned on I was getting. Not wanting my sister to notice the ragging hard I had at the moment I tried to cover myself with some of her blankets.