I gripped the steering wheel of my car tightly in anger at the mirror as a bitter frown crossed my face. 'Calm down Vanessa,' I told myself through gritted teeth.

I suddenly wish I had been paying better attention to the road because before I realized what was happening because ended up hitting a jaywalker, not far from my neighbourhood.

My eyes widened in horror and stopped the car to get out and see if they were okay.

I got out, I it was a little windy so my hair whipped me in the face so I wasn't able to see if it was a boy or girl that I had hit.

"Are you okay?" I asked the figure that had gotten up. It was a guy.

Dark brown eyes, tall, not too built, but still had a bit of muscle and had light brown hair.

"Oh my god are you okay?" I asked worriedly. I looked at him and noticed he was clutching his leg and looked at me and looked me dead In the eye.

"Call an ambulance," he uttered before crumpling into a heap on the road.

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