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17 - eyes like a car crash

Nicks POV

"Where's Luna?" I asked Shawn.

"I don't know, wasn't she with you?" He asked, sounding confused.

"We got in a little argument and then she just stormed off." I sighed.

"A little argument?"

Shawn is Luna's best friend. There is no way in hell in telling him what I did, unless I want a black eye and a bloody nose.

"Look, I fucked up so can you help me find her."

"Sure." He rubs his eyes in frustration.

It's been 15 minutes and we still haven't found Luna. I have no idea where she could be. 

"Wait, guys..." Zaray says, looking outside.

"What?"

"Didn't Luna park her car here?" She asked, pointing at the empty parking space.

"Well where could she have gone?"

"Luna likes to drive when she's mad or stressed. It makes her feel free. She usually drives without having a destination." Zaray said.

"So we have to do what Luna would do." Shawn stated.

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"All we've been doing is driving straight."

"Well do you want to drive?" Shawn annoyingly asks.

"Make a turn on the next light." I say.

"Whatever you say." He rolls his eyes.

Before I could say anything, the car stopped. I looked out the window and saw police lights. My heart dropped as we all looked at each other with a worried expression.

We ran out of the car but when we tried to see what was going on, a police officer stopped us.

"I'm sorry, but I can not let you go through." The officer said.

"What happened?" Shawn asked, sounding surprisingly calm.

"There was an accident." The officer casually said.

No shit.

As the officer moved over I saw the car, it was Luna's.

"The girl that got in the accident is our friend! Where is she now?!" I asked, my head pounding.

"They just drove off to the hospital. It's 5 minutes away from here, just drive straight and you'll see the sign."

"Thank you officer." Zaray politely said.

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The whole car ride to the hospital was silent. This is all my fault. Why do I have to be so fucking stupid? All I do is hurt people. I never thought I'd be in the hospital, waiting to hear if the girl that changed my life forever is alive.

A lady with brown hair and mascara under her eyes ran into the hospital. Along with a girl who seems around 15 years old. I saw her before, but where? Why does she look so familiar?

"I need to see my daughter!" The lady yelled at the woman by the desk.

"I'm sorry, but you can't right now. Have a seat miss." The woman calmly said.