CHANNING'S POV
All the parents of the adults and everyone left and now it's basically just the high schoolers left.
The kids were starting to get fussy, but it's only nine at night.
Cam took the truck and brought the kids to her parents house.
That was two hours ago and she's still not back. She brought Katie too, and Kathryn keeps asking me where Cam is.
I don't know.
CAM'S POV
I'm turning onto the highway to get onto the interstate to get back to Alta with the Ethan in the truck because he didn't' want to stay, he wanted to be with me and Channing, since my family lives in Salt Lake City. He said he was too far from his "comfort zone."
It makes me so happy when I drive Channing's truck because he never lets anyone else drive it.
His father has never even driven it before, yet he lets me drive it.
I'm in the middle lane, speeding a bit.
"Hey sweetie, are you getting sleepy?" I ask Ethan.
"Not really Mama." He says.
I know he is though. His thumb is in his mouth and he's looking out the window. He's in his booster seat.
Channing and I decided to only have the kids stay if they wanted to.
In the lane to the left of me, a semi is trying to get over in front of me.
He has no room an there's another semi to my right.
I can't slow down because another semi is behind me.
He starts to get over, and before I can even honk, the back end of a fucking semi hits the tire.
I feel a spinning sensation, and crunching metal.
Finally, the spinning and crunching stops, and I feel the truck starting to tip off the bridge.
Shit.
God, please don't let this truck fall.
The truck tilts until it's almost fallen, and then it goes falling back, steading itself.
Shit.
Shit.
Oh shit.
People start stopping and I already hear sirens.
I whip around to check on the Ethan.
He's crying.
"Are you okay?"
He's just screaming.
Fuck.
People are running to the truck.
I'm okay.
The windshield shattered and sprayed glass all over me, but I'm not hurt and I don't think Ethan is either.
I unbuckle my seatbelt
The trucks didn't hit high enough to trigger the airbag.
I got hit in the side, the front left tire, and the back right tire.
I can't get out on the drivers side.
If I opened the door and stepped out, I'd be jumping off the side of the bridge. And into a lake.
I crawl over the center console and open the door.
When the people trying to help find out I have Ethan in the car, they panic.
