When the Clock Strikes Midnight

8:00 p.m

A/N: So I am going to be taking a break from writing for a little while. I am just going through a lot right now. I promise to update the story as fast as I can. In the meantime, you can start reading my other story, "Kidnapping Twins"

I wake up to someone crying. I groan, sitting up and rubbing my eyes. My vision is blurry as I look around. I see that there are some people sitting up, but I can only see people as blurs. I quickly feel around for my glasses but then realize that I had put in contacts. I guess that they got taken out. I stand up, holding my hands out in front of me so that I don't run into something. I feel someone grab my arm and I flinch but hold still.

"Who is that?" I whisper, trying to make my voice sound confident.

"It's Jackson. Why are you walking around like this?" I quickly relax, trying my best to walk into his arms. He wraps his arms around me and we stand like this for a couple of seconds.

"I can't see. I had contacts in but they must have been taken out. I need to see if I can go and get my glasses from the car." He nods, resting his chin on my head. We stand like this for a couple of seconds and then I pull back. I quickly put my hand out and I feel his arm underneath my hand.

"Can you please bring me towards the door? I know that Micheal kinda has a thing for me, so I am hoping that he will let me go and get my glasses. Or he will get them for me." He nods and I feel us walking. Everything is blurry but I can still see to a certain extent. I can see some people sitting on the ground, holding onto someone or something. I feel Jackson stop and can sense that we are at the door. I quickly bring out my knuckle and knock on the door. We stand there for a couple of seconds then it opens. I can see the blur of some guy standing there in black.

"What do you guys want?" I don't recognize this man's voice, so it can't be Micheal. I continue holding onto Jackson for balance.

"I was wearing contacts when I first got here, but now they are gone. My glasses are in the car. May I please go and get them?" I hear the guy scoff, but I can barely see him nod.

"I will go and get them for you. Which car is yours?"

"It's the completely pink car. They should be in the cup holder. I really appreciate this." I can barely see him nod again as he walks away. Jackson gently guides me towards what looks like a couch and I sit down. He sits down beside me, holding my hand. A couple of minutes go by as we wait for the guy to get back. I lean into Jackson and he puts his arm around me, letting me snuggle against him. Finally I see someone appear in front of me.

"Here are your glasses Peach. I'm gonna go now." I recognize the person as Micheal because of his voice. I reach out my hand and the glasses are dropped into them. I smile slightly and Micheal walks away. I put on the glasses and can finally see again. I look around in confusion, the bright light blinding me. I watch Micheal leave and can't help but feel a little bit of pity for him. It's clear that he doesn't want to be doing this anymore. I turn back towards Jackson and he is smiling. I smile questioningly and he pulls me into a hug.

"You know, you look so good in glasses." I giggle, wrapping my arms around him. That's when I start hearing the people crying around me again. I pull back, looking around. People are sitting all around the room, covered in bandages. The bus crash flashes behind my eyes and I gasp. I quickly get up, going around to check on everyone. Jackson grabs my hand and turns me around to face him.

"What are you doing Peach? Where are you going?" I pull away from him gently, gesturing to everyone around me.

"I am going around to check on everyone. There were some very brutal injuries out there." He nods, turning to head towards some people. I turn back around and start heading towards Hailey and Dave. They are both sitting beside each other, holding hands and staring off into space. I crouch down in front of them, smiling slightly. I see them slowly direct their vision towards me.