After...

I haven't completely processed what I did last night, but I know I killed her. I killed Cameron. Cameron Polk, the most looked up to, popular, smart, classy, girl at our school. Dead. Killed. Gone. I killed my brother's girlfriend. Let me go back to the beginning of last night, when we got to Wayne's. There was music playing on both the first and third floor. We walked past Jason. He's in our history class and Ellen has a huge crush on him. We followed him to a second floor bedroom, and Lisa and Seth were already there. I found out quickly that the only reason Sleev-eth knows who I am is through my brother. Everyone knows (or I guess knew) Cameron and who she spent time with. Sleev-eth just associated me with Cameron is all. Anyway, after I got over the fact that he knows my name, Sleev-eth offered me a whiskey, then went on to ask if he could pull a curl in my hair. I can never understand why people are so fascinated with my hair. It's copper-colored corkscrew hair. So, so ugly! Okay, back to my point, Sleev-eth pulled my hair, I smiled, then drank some more. Then, I'm not sure how it happened, but I wound up playing pool in Wayne's basement with Ellen, Seth, Lisa, Jason, and a few other people. By this time I had already been drunk for awhile, thought I was going to puke, but recovered, and felt better. Ellen is a different story though, she can't even hold her pool cue. It's right about then that I realized we were way past our curfew. Since I'm always the designated driver and I could tell Ellen was in no state of mind to drive, I pulled my teeny glow-in-the-dark planet Earth keychain out of my pocket. Ellen gave it to me when I got my learner's permit saying, Now you've got the world at your fingertips. Ellen and I made our way to the Honda, and were driving home as Ellen felt more and more sick. She turned on the radio, I heard an old U2 song, and the next thing I knew she was in my lap, covered in blood, dust and chips of glass and plastic flying around, and then the sound of someone screaming and screaming and screaming. My door went flying open and I fell out of the car with Ellen following on top of me. I could still hear the screaming and screaming and screaming, and then it stopped. I didn't think anything of this then. Instead I threw up on myself and Ellen. I heard a siren and a man approached us.