Accident

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When we got to their house I was shocked by the size of it. It was massive just for four of them. Yes I did say four. I didn't expect this but Andy was living with them. As we entered Andy just glared at me. It was like I was invading his personal space and he didn't like it.

"Ros is living with us" Barry announced very out of context

I then realised I didn't have anything to sleep in.

"Can I take the car down to the shops and buy some pjs?" I asked

"You don't have to ask. Take my car. It's the Merc" Maurice replied

"Thanks" I muttered before grabbing the keys

I found Maurice's Merc before clambering in. I set off driving, being careful of where I was going. Just as I was pulling out of a junction a car, with its lights off, came speeding towards me. With one glance I realised the driver was Jerry. I didn't know if he knew I was in the car or who it was but I was scared. Maybe he thought it was Maurice and wanted to kill him. My brain didn't have time to process that as the car spun. It managed to land back on its wheels and I managed to stay conscious. Jerry ran from his car as mine set on fire. Surprisingly, he smashed the door off, the glass was already broken, and pulled me out. He got me far enough away so when the car exploded we were safe.

"I'm sorry" Jerry apologised trying to clean up the blood trickling down my cheek

That wasn't all the blood. It covered my arms and legs. I was bleeding that much I had to fight for consciousness. Jerry was calling out for help and eventually someone heard. They got me into their house where Jerry called for an ambulance. This side of Jerry shocked me slightly, I had never seen him like this. I didn't know if it was because we were meant to be getting married or what.

Soon the ambulances came and took me to the hospital. Jerry thanked the kind couple that looked after me. When we got to the hospital I passed out. I couldn't handle it anymore, the pain, the stress of explaining to then what happened. I didn't want to tell them and I hoped the wouldn't find out.

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When I woke I didn't know what time it was but I didn't care. I grabbed a mirror and looked at my reflection. I had some stitches just above my eyebrow but you could barely see them and some staples round my ear. I could cover them both up with my hair, unless the guys have really good eye sight. I then looked at my arms and legs, covered in stitches and staples. Then a doctor entered.

"Seen as you're awake I will let you go. We have some clothes for you" he said before handing me a hoodie and jeans

I gently slipped them on, trying to get past the pain. Just before I left I checked the time, 8 in the morning. Had I really been passed out for that long or had I just fallen asleep? I didn't care, I had to explain it all to the guys now. But I was still traumatised from the previous nights experiences. I quickly thanked the doctor while leaving.

I knew the way back so walked it, I wanted some time alone. When I got there the boys were stood by the window probably watching for me. As soon as their eyes set on me they ran for the door. As I got there they opened it before I could.

"Where were you?" Barry asked

"And where my car?" Maurice asked

"Which is my room?" I had the turn to ask

"Second room on the right just up the stairs" Robin muttered getting elbowed by his two brothers

I jolted up the stairs and into the room. I slammed the door and collapsed down onto the bed. I felt so guilty for what happened, I lost Maurice's car. But it wasn't my fault, it was Jerry's he collided with me and didn't have his lights on.

"Ros you okay?" Robin softly asked knocking gently on the door

"Please talk to us" Barry persuaded

"Please just leave me alone" I begged

"Okay, we will be downstairs if you need us. Just tell us when you're ready" Robin said

I heard him pull his brothers away from the door as I cried. I wasn't ever going to be ready to tell them. They probably noticed the staples already, they have eyes like hawks. I do love them for that though, but just not in this situation.

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