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Then it hit me. I knew that it was coming it was just the excruciating wait and bracing for impact. I fell to the floor instantly with the force of the mysterious black car, which swiftly drove off with out a second glance at the destruction that it has caused. The car did not swerve, it did not stop nor did it seem affected in the slightest about the human lives standing in front of it.

Although, I managed to push Alex to the floor out of the path of the oncoming vehicle and exchanged his position with my own, allowing him to escape the forth coming tragedy. If this doesn't prove to him that I care about him enough to save him from a car crash, then I don't know what more he wants.

Seconds before I was blinded by the headlights of the car I saw a glimpse of the driver. An all to familiar face looked down upon me, the all to familiar smirk that was permanently engraved in my head. The same face that laughed at my pain, the same dirty eyes that showed no mercy or sympathy. His hands gripped tighter on the wheel as the car started to come closer and closer towards me. My body hit the bonnet of the car and I screamed in agony. It felt like each and every bone and muscle in my body was being compressed. My lungs felt like they were folding in on themselves therefore making breathing virtually impossible at the moment. With the lack of air getting to my brain I started to enter a twisted and distorted version of reality. Struggling to focus, lying on my back with a numb feeling slowly making it's way from my feet up.

It feels like a race against time to survey the area around me to see if Alex and Charlie are ok, but also to see if Katherine is still standing on the brink of the curb or whether she has done one her disappearing acts again to avoid trouble. To no surprise I see the place where she once stood now empty, leaving no trace as too where she has vanished to. No doubt that she will be back soon.

I move my head to the side to see Alex laying on the floor, eyes glazed, pale face staring at me. His body tense, hands violently shaking as he brought them to face which scrunched up in pain as he touched his head. I give him a weak smile letting him know that I'm ok, I looked to the other side of me and saw Charlie kneeling down beside me with a phone pressed against her ear shouting something to the person on the other end, while her usually pristine hands were now stained with blood most likely from me. She rapidly took off the red and black plaid shirt that she was wearing over her t-shirt and tore it up, pressing it against my forehead. She seemed hesitant with her next actions as if she was taking orders from someone.

We caught eye contact for a moment and I saw her usually bright blue eyes, glinting from the emotions that she was trying to hold in for me. I stared at her for a length of time that would have been awkward if this wasn't happening, but I wasn't staring for the fun of it I was trying to memorise her. Every line, every detail. Just in case.

I raised my hand slowly and placed it on hers as if I was trying to say that it's alright for you to get upset, it's alright for you to be scared. I glanced back at Alex who was now sitting up with his face buried in his arms resting on his knees, I watched him as I saw his back slowly rise and fall every few seconds.

I wasn't angry at him not immediately rushing to my side and trying to help Charlie with whatever she is trying to do, because if I didn't ask him to come here, if I didn't get drunk at the party, if I just kept my friends closer then none of this wouldn't have happened and we would not be in this stupid mess. If I didn't run at him and push him out of the way he would be in my position right now. Lying in the middle of the road, not knowing if every breath you take will be you're last. Everyone will probably say that I'm too nice, but this whole situation, this whole experience I wouldn't even wish upon my worst enemy. I don't think that anyone should be put through something like this. Playing the waiting game and being scared for your life and not knowing what will happen next, what surprise your body might throw at you.

Amongst all the commotion that is going on, I on the other hand am feeling a strong sense of calm and tranquillity as I hear the pained and distraught voice of Charlie calling my name and telling me something about staying awake. The tone of her voice brings back the memory from when she was begging me to stay the night that I confessed and we argued. It's times like that that we take for granted and that we abuse the true meaning of or why they happened. I began too slowly loose the feeling of her holding me and became submissive to the progressing numbness that has been travelling up my body.

Sirens wailed and echoed in the background, like an infant in distress, the kind of sound that makes you feel sick and immediately makes you think the worse possible outcome. I could not see the neon lifesaver coming towards me, through my hazy and tired eyes, instead I just watched the life being drained out of my loved ones. Black and grey splotches began to fill my vision and I blinked slowly in attempt to make them go away, but they were persistent and stayed there before they fully consumed my vision.

It wasn't long before my body was illuminated with the series of blue flashing lights...and the rest?? Well that's a mystery to me too.

A/N: Sorry it's been a while I've just had a bunch of stuff going on and plus I wasn't in the country for a while so I couldn't have access to my laptop where I do all of my writing. I really apologise for that. I do have another chapter coming up and it will be upload as soon as I have proof read it. If you have any questions or suggestions please feel free to use the comments and I will try my best to answer them.

Thank you for reading and your feedback/comments are really appreciated.

AVH xx