𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑂𝑛𝑒

8-𝑀𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑢𝑝？

~Xavier Hernandez~

My eyes shot open while I gasped. What the fuck happened. I frantically looked around, remembering losing control of the car before blacking out. The car was on its side, I looked over to my right, seeing Stella unconscious. I tried moving my arms to check her pulse.

"STELLA" I yelled, trying to wake her up. fuck.

I got my arm unstuck, putting my fingers to her neck, she has a faint pulse.

I saw my phone on the floor, I groaned trying to reach it. When I grabbed it, I called Ryan.

"Xavier?" Ryan sounded alarmed.

"Listen to me, I can't tell where we are. We got hit, she's unconscious. Just hurry the fuck up before I lose it!" I demanded into the phone.

"Just pulled up your location, we're on our way, are you okay? Is Stella okay?" I could hear Ryan unlocking his car before getting in.

I looked down at my shirt. Blood.

"I'm bleeding but it's fine. Just hurry up, please." I hung up.

I looked over at her again, Lifting up her head off the dashboard. Her body just dangling forward.

I tried opening my door, it's no use. I slammed my fist into the window multiple times. Nothing. The 4th time I finally shattered it.

Moving all the glass out of my way I climbed out, groaning from the pain. I felt blood dripping down my face but I didn't care. The car was rolled on her side so I'll have to grab her and pull her out. I reached back into the car, Unbuckling her buckle before she collapsed to the side I grabbed her arms. Pulling her out of the car, and lifted her up bridal style and walked away from the car.

As I walked away from the car, I examined Stella while carrying her. Im seeing double, my head is pounding and I looked at the car, seeing 6 bullet holes in the back of the car.

"Mother fuckers." I muttered to myself.

Two car lights blinded me as they jotted to a stop. Ryan and Ian came running out.

I carried Stella's body over to them.

"What the fuck happened?!" Ian looked at us and back at the car.

"You think I fucking know?!" I pulled her closer to my body when she jotted up, gasping for air.

"You're okay, we're fine" I walked over to Ryan's car.

"Ian go get her purse from the car" I pointed my head towards the car.

"what the hell?! what happened?! where the fuck are we?" She groaned, leaning her head down on my chest.

"We we're in a accident, everything's fine, we're going home now.." I was angry, I was angry that this happened.

"There are doctors waiting for you guys when you get home." Ryan opened the back car door as I placed Stella down, buckled her because she couldn't keep her head up and went around to the other side, sliding into the car.

I don't even remember the car moving, I couldn't help but stare at her face.

"We're home." Ryan gets out of the car, Ian pulls up right next to us. Practically jumping out, tripping over himself but brushes it off like nothing happened.