Family Is Forever

16

There was a sharp ringing in Charlotte's ears as she slowly opened her eyes. Her head felt like it was going to explode from all the times the car flipped. She looked around to see that the car had landed upside down. She slowly pulled off her seat belt sending her body jolting forward only to be held upside down by her leg. She leaned against the passenger's seat in front of her to gain balance as she tried to move. However every time the girl inch forward in her seat her right leg felt like it was being twisted. She looked around at the car, to her left was the shattered side of the car where there was now a gaping hole where the truck hit them, but there was no truck. Charlotte moved her hand around beside her but was immediately met with pain as she felt a sharp piece of glass enter her palm.

"Dad?" Charlotte asked trying to get his attention as he leaned against the airbag, the glass from his window broken and his seat and door slightly crushed inwards from the impact, "Dad!"

She was met with now response so she tried to move forward to grab him but was met with resistance around her leg. She moved once again before letting out a loud scream as the pain in her leg reached a new peak. She quickly looked down to see that the car had been pinched in on her side too. Her leg was trapped at an awkward angle between the crushed door and her seat. She couldn't move it. She was dangling from her leg and blood was starting to rush to her head. It wasn't a far space between her head the roof of the car, only a couple inches, but it was enough space to where Charlotte could place her hands on the ground to steady herself.

"Dad please wake up...m-my leg is stuck....dad?" she was still met with no response

Charlotte felt burning, hot tears well up in her eyes as she grew frustrated. There were small sounds now surrounding the car. Small murmurs of what sounded like people talking. How could they be talking when she was in so much pain, when her father was not replying? Shouldn't they be in pain for the family, shouldn't they be trying to help her instead of just talking? There were also the birds, scavengers, circling around above the car that had come to the scene as if to pick at the young girl's dead body, but she refused to die. This was not the picture perfect scenario of her death which she envisioned. The blond girl had planned everything in her life to be perfect and any disturbance to that was unacceptable.

"Hello....can anyone hear me?" A voice called from the windows but the girl's awkward angle made it so that Charlotte couldn't see the man's face

She didn't want to respond, she didn't know this man and she certainly didn't trust him, but she looked to her father and decided, "yes...I can hear you.. my leg is stuck and my dad is asleep"

The shadowed figure repeated this information back as if he was mocking began to grow he moved to her window seeming to grow in inches as he stepped on something.

"The car is pushed against this tree...I can only pull the door open a little" the man said again before there was a sound of wood snapping as her side of the door moved slightly, further crushing her leg.

Charlotte could see the tree partly coming through her side of the door as it push against her leg. She placed her hand on her knee and gave a tug on her leg but stopped when she saw blood and let out a pained cry.

"Hey there's a little girl in there!" a new voice said from beside the shadowed figure and the door began to be pulled again

"STOP...MY LEG" Charlotte screamed as she felt a snap in her leg from the pressure of the tree being pushed against her leg from the car door opening

Sirens could now be heard in the background and Charlotte was starting to lose consciousness from the blood rush. Footsteps rushed to the car and loud voice towered over each other. Her father's door was snatched open and hands began to peel him out of the car. Still he didn't move but Charlotte could see smeared blood across the side of his face.