trittany

nine

i was laying in my seat in the car, listening to all the other things around me. there were screams and cries, along with distant sirens and some more screeching of tires. i tried to move my hand towards where trev was sitting but i couldn't move it. i couldn't do anything, so i just sat there with my eyes wide open, looking over the puffy air bag that was almost suffocating me.

the sky was still dropping tiny snowflakes, that landed on the window of the car and the white ground. i was cold now. the heater wasn't on anymore. i wanted to snuggle up with trevor.

the sirens. they were right there. they were deafening my ears with the loud honks and everything. i just stared out at the white filled sky, the windows getting more full with snow. i heard the mumbles over the sirens. they must've been the paramedics and fire fighters.

i was so cold now. i felt cold air on my neck and the windows on the back must've broke or they're probably smashed somewhere. i had took my jacket off but my body wouldn't move with what my brain wanted to do if i wanted to get it. maybe i was trapped. i was so cold now i wanted to scream but nothing would come out.

"we'll get you out," was what a woman said from behind me. she must've been in the car. the destroyed car.

"hurry! they're alive, bring them to the north hospital." a man yelled from a distance.

trevor is alive?

"c'mon sweetie, work with me here." i saw the woman's face in front of me and she must've been pulling on me but my body was too cold to feel.

"okay, sweet stuff, you're gonna be okay." she said laying me on a bed.

it must've been a stretcher but it was okay because all i wanted to do was sleep. but then again, my eyes wouldn't shut, as hard as i tried. they were getting dry and my body was feeling more numb from the cold and i wanted to yell at them to get me a blanket. i heard another voice.

"blood loss in right leg, heart rate is under average, in shock, may be internal bleeding in the brain, get her in fast." she said and all of a sudden i was being wheeled.

i wanted trevor laying beside me telling me how beautiful i looked. did they get him out of the car yet? i wanted to cry so hard because i felt like i was already dead. it made me so upset yet no tears were coming out. no words, no screams, no movement throughout my body. the vehicle i was in, started moving. i wanted to cry even harder. i just lay there, staring at the blank ceiling. i was much warmer now. still cold.

i didn't even realize my eyes were still open when something cold rolled down my cheek. i felt it. i felt something cold roll down my cheek. i tried to open my mouth to capture it, but then again i couldn't do that. but i knew it was a tear.

all of a sudden the vehicle stopped. the doors open and the harsh air swooshed into the area i was in, that was slowly getting warmer because i just knew. i wanted to ask if they had trevor, if he was safe but i couldn't and it was so frustrating. almost as frustrating as my first year in competitive dance.

"i can't do this, miss shay. my leg won't stay straight when i turn!" i pouted.

"brittany, you'll get it. just try your best. it doesn't matter if it doesn't stay straight. all that matters is that you're doing your very best." she said kneeling down to be my height.

"but i want it to be straight." i said softly.

"then just don't give up yet." she said resting a hand on my shoulder.

but i want trevor to be okay.
then just don't give up yet.

**

i was in a bed now. much bigger than the one i was in, in the vehicle. it was much bigger and it felt good. i stared at what was in front of me. a wall. outside of the wall was a little waiting room and then a front desk with some nurses around. i was in a hospital. i tried to say something.