Sarah's P. O. V.
"CHRIS!!!" I cry, running out to the middle of the street to Chris's body. He is surrounded by scarlet puddle of his own blood. I scream and cry and sob.
"Somebody call 911 please!" I scream.
"Sarah..." I hear someone whisper.
I look down to see Chris's eyes barely open and looking at me.
"Chris! Sweetie you are going to be okay! Just look at me hold on help is coming." I mumbled against his ear as I sob quietly.
"I love you." He whispers before closing his eyes.
"CHRIS! Nonononononono! Please! God why! Open your eyes Chris please! Stay awake! Come on, COME ON!" I yell compressing my hands against his chest in a weak attempt to perform CPR.
Then a strong pair of arms wrap around my middle and pull me away from Chris's lifeless body.
"NO! CHRIS! LET ME GO!" I scream and fight and thrash around. I soon see paramedics surround Chris.
They put him in a stretcher and life him into the ambulance that has just arrived.
"I NEED TO GO WITH HIM!" I yell.
I break free of the mans grip and sprint to the ambulance. I jump in and sit down and put my head in my hands and sob quietly. My body is shaking uncontrollably.
A few minutes later we arrive at the hospital. The men take Chris away to Louis's room. A lady then kindly leads me into the small waiting room and makes me sit down. Sobs silently shake through my body as I relive the moment Chris was hit.
I was exhausted from all the excitement. The adrenaline is gone and my body is weak from crying nonstop. My eyes slowly shut as I slump down in the seat.
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Dun dun dun! Is Chris going to make it?!?!?
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Sarah
