OPEN WOUNDS | N.H

| Chapter Seven |

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Silence.

That's all I could hear.

There was no sounds of the truck beeping before it collided with the car. No sounds of breaking glass. No sounds of Addie's screams. No sounds of my beating heart.

Emptiness.

That's all I could feel.

I had no feeling of pain. No feeling of worry. No feeling of fear. No feeling of my body, soul or beating heart.

I was dead.

At least, I thought I was.

But there was only one thing on my mind; one thing that kept me from letting go completely.

Addie.

She needed me, she needed me to come back. I needed her, I needed to know if she was okay. I needed her to know that I loved her, and that I was sorry; that everything I said to her in the car was a lie, she needed to know that.

So, I was going to hold on. For as long as I possibly could, because Addie deserved that much.

"Charge to 360!.."

I heard a muffled tone from the back of my ears.

"Clear!" The male voice said again, and pound.

I felt something heavy on my chest, like a jolt of electricity coursing through my body like a lightening bolt.

I suddenly felt my head spinning, and in a split second, I was back.

I felt pain all over me. I couldn't move, I didn't want to move, I didn't want to think but i had to.

I heard the same voice say, "Alright, he's stabilizing. Make sure there is an ER open as soon as we arrive at the hospital, I don't know if we can bring him back again if we lose him."

My throat was dry, my breathing was short and quick. I didn't know why it was so hard to breath, what the fuck happened? What was wrong with me?

My eye was forced open by a mans hand, and a light flashed back and forth a few times. He did the same with the other eye.

I slowly opened them, everything was blurry and hazed. My eyes hurt when I blinked even though I was barley opening them.

I was so fucked up right now.

I saw a man, with a blurred out face, place his hand on my bare shoulder, his warm touch felt comfortable because of how cold I felt.

I tried to get words out to the stranger, but nothing.

"You're okay, son." he assured patting it comfortingly. "You're in an ambulance. You got into an accident. We're gonna get you to the hospital and fix you right up."

Hospital? Shit. The truck- the lights- Addie- I got into a car accident with Addie.

Where is she? Where is Addie?

"Addie.." I murmured weakly.

I couldn't hear what the other paramedic had said, but it was quiet, whatever it was it put me on edge because next the man was looking at me in sympathy.

He just sighed, patting my shoulder, "We're almost there. Just hold on a little bit more."

My mind traveled on his response, my heart pounded throughout my ears. Was she alright? Why didn't he tell me is she was okay? Maybe - maybe she already got there. Right? She was fine. she- she was fine.