I opened my eyes and the first thing that came to mind was him...where was he. I turned my head, frantically searching for him in
the pitch blackness of the night, I tried to stand, but in that moment a tidal wave of pain shot through my legs and I noticed they were trapped beneath the glove box...I couldn't comprehend why , then I saw the glass shards reflecting the moons shine, then looked up...there was no longer a wind shield.
Then I heard a sound, a groan, from a voice I knew well and looked to my side....and there he lay, in a blanket of scarlet. "Blood", my brain told me...its blood.....and suddenly in that fraction of a second it clicked, the pieces I tried to ignore in the last minute of consciousness.... This is a car wreck , I'm in a car wreck, our car is wrecked , with us inside, and we're hurt.... he's hurt ... nonononono... this can't happen....I couldn't breath.
I painfully reached over in an awkward angle, ignoring the pain that shot from legs through my body and cradled his head in my arms. I watched him struggle for breath as blood , darker than the pool around us, slowly dripped from his mouth .... I tried to call his name, beg him not to leave me ,tell him I couldn't do this living business without him but I couldn't breathe. It was like a dream, I really freaking bad dream.
My eyes scanned his face, downwards to his torso and like magic, breath rushed into my unconsciously aching lungs... A big shard of glass had impaled his stomach right beneath the heart, probably piercing his lung too,..I was loosing him, "I couldn't loose him" i thought frantically,I closed my eyes and prayed....begging God, "please...please...please save him, I don't want to live without him", I ran my hands over his face , through his hair and begged him not to leave me, not to die, I begged him to fight because i couldn't live in a world where he didn't exist....I whispered sweet nothings, told him to hold on just a little while longer, I'm sure someone has seen the accident, help should be on the way.
I couldn't feel anything but the wrenching pain of fear and desperation in my heart ,couldn't hear anything but cold static as I held on tight, hoping to somehow keep him in this plane of existence....but I knew as I watched the last bit of life fade from his eyes, the love of my life, above a canvas of scarlet in this symphony of blood and pain, he grabbed my hand and squeezed in a surprising burst of strength and wheezed , his very last words...I just knew they were the last......l.i...ve....f...or....m..me.
