Dangerous Thirst

Chapter 13

• Evelynn •
I crack the window down slightly to let some air in. As the air wind hits my skin I drop my head back against the seat. Letting out a sigh I look over to Stace. She's squinting her eyes really hard out into the night as she drives, with a concerned expression I ask her, "Stacey? What's wrong" she's going exceptionally slow as she's driving and she says. "I'm sorry Evelynn.. I lied" Sitting up in my seat, looking at Stacey. "Stacey what did you lie to me about??" Stacey's expression is filled with guilt. "I uhm, I did have liquor I just didn't have beer." I look at her swiftly, "What do you mean, you had liquor and are DRIVING US." My tone laced with venom. She swerved over to our lane harder than she should have when she sees oncoming traffic. "Stacey pull over" - Stace, squinting harder than before her hands trembling over the steering wheel. "Stacey I said pull over!" Last second awfully close to the car coming towards us they move as close as they can to the ditch trying to avoid us hitting them. "Oh my god I'm sorry Ev" my heart beating out of my chest I pray for our well being as I prepare my self for the worst. "Stace I'm begging you please pull over" Stacey slows down the car going at 10 mph she pulls over onto the shoulder, she steps out of the car first and safely gets in the grass. As I'm getting out of the car I hand Stace my phone to call her mom to come get us, just as I unbuckle my seatbelt, headlights flash through the windshield awfully close. No time to react before screeching of tires erupt and I feel myself getting flung around inside the passenger seat, glass flying everywhere as airbags ricocheted off of my body I hear nothing but silence but a ringing in my ears as I hear Stacey's screams pleading my name, then silence. Silence, Silence, and silence until sirens. All around me goes quiet as I become unconscious.

My limp body being pulled out of the car as my bestfriend cries my name on repeat, it wasn't her fault, we pulled over. It wasn't her fault. We pulled over. She's not to blame. Don't blame her. Please. The stretcher is pulled atop of the ambulance as my bestfriend follows behind holding my hand close to her heart. She makes promises to an unconscious body as the operators roam my body and attach me to a million different things. My bestfriend of 12 years begs me forgiveness and I want to tell her it's okay. I want to tell her I love her and I'll be fine. I want to so bad. Why can't I get up. I'm here Stace. I'm here.

     I physically can't wake up. All I feel is a million hands touching my body. I feel the tiny needles they are poking me with. I feel them check my pulse, I feel everything. Everything except I still can't move. I still can't open my eyes. I try to speak but my throat is burning, my mouth is dry. All I can do is lay there, helpless, just a body trying its best to keep breathing. My mind ruining a million miles per hour, flashbacks come back of my most valued memories. The time my parents took me and siblings on vacation, when me and Stace built our fort, my most prized memories but why are they all filled with Kade. Kade and I's memories are what's on repeat displayed in my head. I should try to escape reliving those memories, to get him out of my head, but I don't want to. I want him to be the only thing on my mind when I die.

     I love you k.

    "We're losing her pulse!"
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