The Accident

Chapter 2 - What The Hell Did I Just Do?

"WATCH OUT FOR THAT G-" 

I swerved out the way, trying not to hit the person that was crossing the street, trying not to stress out.. I  couldnt. I hit him. Oh my god.

What if he's dead? What if I killed him? What if he had a girlfriend, a wife, kids? I cant believe this.

I rush out of my car and run to the body that I just ran over. I started shaking, praying that he was still alive. The only thing I could think about is the guilt I would have to live with for the rest of my life if he turned out to be dead. What do I do?

I leaned close to his chest to check if his heart was beating. I couldn't hear anything. Not even a heartbeat. I couldn't hear anything. I couldn't hear his breathing. I couldn't hear anything that has to do with the fact of him being alive. A crowd started to form around the crime scene, and sooner than later I could hear ambulance sirens going off, coming closer and closer. I got up, I backed away, I got so scared, I cant believe I just killed someone.

I had this nervous vibe going through my body, this raging emotion and I felt as if every bone in my body was falling apart all at once.

The paramedics came running out of the ambulance, with a bunch of machine things and put a mask on him to help him breathe. I closed my eyes, tugging on my hair, wanting each and every single strand ripped out immediately. 

"He's not breathing!" said one of the paramedics.

I panicked even more, and the guy who was noting down my driver's test was tapping on his keyboard and was giving me the dirtiest look. Oh no. I'm not going to get my license. I'm not going to be able to drive. What if he dies? What if his family presses charges? What if I cant drive for the rest of my life ever again because I'm banned? Focus, Siena. Focus. There's a guy on the floor nearly dying because of you! Focus.

"Do you know who caused this?" said a police officer who came up to me, with a notepad in his one hand and a pen in the other.

"U-uh, I did, Sir. I know, I know!" I cried. "I SWEAR I DIDNT TEND TO DO IT ON PURPOSE, I WAS JUST TAKING MY DRIVER"S TEST!" 

"Calm down, ma'am."

"I'm sorry, it's just, I feel so bad.." Tears were streaming down my face due to the discomfort and shamefulness I had in my system right now. I didnt know what to do.

They put the guy's body on the gurney and rushed him into the ambulance. I ran inside too, I sat down with 4 other paramedics next to me, making sure he was okay.

"Are you a family member?" asked one of the guys.

"No, I'm the, uh, accident causer." I say.

"Aha."

I ask him with my wet face full of tears, "Is he going to be okay?"

"We don't know. We have to see where it goes from here on. He's not breathing properly, his heart isn't beating at the regular speed rate."

I start to panic, I start crying more and more by the second and I cant seem to control myself. I begin to cry even more, with this painful sense in my heart and this pounding headache. I think to myself how I could've done this to someone, I possibly damaged someone's life who I don't even know. I don't know if he has a kid or four kids, I don't know if he has a wife or a girlfriend, I don't know if he was just on his way to have dinner with his parents, if he was on his way to propose to his girlfriend... He's possibly dead right now and I don't know what to do about it.

We finally arrive to the hospital and the doors open. I jump out and let the paramedics guide him out of the van safely and gently. They start to run through the doors and I follow them.

Everything starts to get fadey, I dont hear any noises but all the yelling and screaming that are leaning towards for help, all I see is sick patients every way, and I get dizzier and dizzier. 

I killed someone... I killed someone.... I killed someone... I killed someone.... I kil-....