The States

Blondie

The car accident was suppose to be in Darcys dream but, I guess it would make this story not as boring \(;-;)/
Tommo's POV

Darcy hit the window, hard. Her eyes immediately closed. I ran over to her and shouted in her face.

"Darcy! Darcy! Wake up! Darcy!"

Kat ran over, she had a gash above her right eyebrow. She checked for Darcy's pulse and I checked for breathing. Hunter dialed '911' and gave them our information.

"I can't find a pulse!" Kat screamed, tears streaming down her face. the side door opened and a girl with blonde hair rushed in.

"I just saw everything, I also specialize in first aid." She said as she pulled out her idea. She rushed over to Darcy on he ground.

"Did you call 911?" She asked as she was still searching for a pulse. Darcy was still (barley) breathing.

"I did!" Hunter answered. Sirens were vey faint, but they were on their way.

"I found it," The girl announced. In the next 30 seconds, paramedics were rushing in and taking Darcy away. Kat leaped into the ambulance with her, leaving me and Tommo to talk to the police. We all stepped out, the driver of the van was perfectly fine. Another car that was behind us smashed into us. Their windshield was shattered. The van had an indent on the side.

"Do you need a ride to the hospital?" A policeman politely asked, we nodded.

Kat's POV

When I got to the hospital, they stitched up my cut. The cut wasn't very deep, I didn't understand why I needed them. I sat in the waiting room, I knew nothing at all about Darcy. I was pondering calling her Dad. He doesn't have the time to fly to America. Plus he would just drag all 4 of us home. But, she is his daughter. Tommo and
Hunter soon walked in.

"Any updates?" Tommo frantically asked. I shook my head. Four long hours passed. Nobody had said anything to us, we were loosing our minds. Is our friend dead? Is she alive? Is she in a coma? Is she in surgery? The questions were eating my brain. Tommo was blasting music through his earbuds, Hunter had his arm wrapped around me in a protective way. I went downstairs to go get something out of the vending machine. I threw my hoodie up to cover my face.

Hunter's POV

I looked over at Tommo, he was holding his breath, his eyes were bright red.

"You really like her, don't you?" I asked Tommo. He looked over at me.

"What?" He asked loudly, forgetting that we weren't the only ones there. I sighed and repeated myself.

"You really like her, don't you?"

He paused and thought about it. He bit his lip and smiled.

"Yeah, I really do."