chapter five

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Frankies pov:

After falling unconscious i didn't think I'd wake up but the sound of people mumbling assured me that i was still living. Slowly i open my eyes, at first im blinded by the flashing flashing blue lights. A man kneeling bedside me reaches in and touches my shoulder.  "Sir? Can you tell me you're name?" My name? He must be trying to figure out if i hurt my head "sir? Do you know your name?" "Umm its frankie". "Ok frankie. Can you remember what happened?". "Umm we were at a party. I got drunk and she was upset... She was driving me home and ran a red light". The paramedic is checking my arms and legs for any other injuries as i tell him what happened. "Ok Frankie and had your friend been drinking?" "What? No? She's responsible. Shes never had a drink. Ever." I look to my right to see two paramedics pulling sarah from the car. "Hey be careful with her".

Once sarah is out the fire department department start to cut off my door.  I'm lifted out and put on a wheel bed. As the paramedic takes me over to the ambulance i see people standing around sobbing. I take the chance to look back. The car is completely wrecked and so is the blue ford fiesta that hit us. Not too far from the wreck i see a male body laying on the floor. I feel like i recognize him. But my head hurts so much i can't think of where from. I watch as the paramedic giving him CPR checks his watch. Shit... Someone died. As I'm rolled out of view of his body i can't help but think if i wasn't in such a state then this wouldn't have happened. I wish we had just stayed home like sarah wanted.

As im lifted in to the back of the ambulance i turn my head to allow the paramedic to put on my oxygen mask and there laying next to me is sarah. But she doesn't have a mask on... Maybe she's ok. "Sarah?" When she doesn't answer i stretch out my arm and take her hand. As soon as my fingers brush her hand i get a shiver down my spine. She's stone cold and not responding. "Sarah come on wake up". Tears begin to sting the corners of my eyes as i fear the worst. I turn back and see the new female paramedic starring at my hand clutching Sarah's. "Why isn't she answering me?". She continues to check me and wipes a tear from her eye. "I'm so sorry. She didn't make it"

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"What.....?" Sarah is gone? She can't be. She's my best friend. We had plans... We have a future. She can't be gone....what am i supposed to do without her. She is everything to me.

Now what do i do........

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