Heavy On It !

Act II

Y/n POV

Where the hell did this rain come from? One minute it was perfectly fine then the next minute it's like the floodgates of hell opened. I just got off from work now on my way home, the rain beats against the windshield so hard I could barely see. I take my time as I drive on the road not wanting to get in a accident until I came upon traffic, cars in-front and behind me honk on their horns rudely before speeding past whatever it is holding up traffic.

I decide that going around would be better than sitting here so as I go around being the noisy person I am I look to see what caused the hold up. I see it was some sort of wreck, a hit and run. Whoever the other driver was must've left leaving a wrecked Range Rover in the middle of the street. The crazy thing is there still isn't any law enforcement or ambulance here yet, traffic was at a standstill for a good 15 minutes before everyone went around so that should've been more than enough time for them to be here.

Without thinking I park my car in the middle of the road not caring that I'm now also holding up traffic I hop out in the heavy pouring rain going to see if the unfortunate person is ok. Looking inside the car passenger side window I see that the person has to be a female going based off the dark colored hair I see and her small frame that's buried in the inflated airbag. I knock on the window just to see if she's responsive getting none in return, I begin to panic because I don't want her to suffocate so I pull on the door handle finding it either locked or jammed.

No other options left I break open the window unlocking the door from the inside, once the door is open I get inside and flatten the air bag until it's no longer in her face. "Ma'am!! Ma'am can you hear me?" I ask while I shake her.

I get a single groan out of her and I place my fingers on her neck to find her pulse. Her pulse is good and strong so at least I know nothing serious is wrong with her, I go to unfasten her seat belt but it's stuck. No biggie I just take out my pocket knife and cut it off her. The sad part is threw all this the paramedics still hasn't arrived, I guess I have to take her.

I grab her up and carry her unconscious body to my car as quickly as I can so she won't get wet and put her in the back of my small car. Pulling off I can't decide where I want to take her: to the hospital or back to my place and I care for her myself. Being that no professionals showed I don't trust to take her to the nearest hospital and plus I don't want them to think that I had anything to do with this. But on the flip side I know nothing about this woman so I would be bringing a total stranger into my home, looking in the review mirror I see she groggily trying to sit up before blacking out again. I think she may have a concussion.

But I don't know for sure I watch a lot of doctor shows but I'm not a professional which is another reason why I should probably take her to the hospital. But something in me tells me to take care of her myself so I go in the direction of my home.

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Pulling into my driveway I quickly hop out the car before going to the back to get her, once she's securely in my arms I run us to my front door before unlocking the door and going inside. I take her to my bedroom and lay her on my mattress once she's situated I go to get her a glass of water and ibuprofen just in case she wakes up. I see she only has minor cuts and bruises and decide I'll wait till she wakes so I can get her permission to touch her.

Until then I grab a change of clothes I can change into and go to the guest room so I can shower, after I'm done showering I just chill in the living room on my couch watching a little tv dozing off here and there. Hearing little movements from the bedroom awakens me so I get up to get some peroxide and bandages from the hall closet and go to the woman because I know she's probably confused right now.