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Back in high school, Rhett and I were involved in a car accident.

He was driving us down town to get a bite to eat. I wasn't paying much attention to the road, seeing as how I wasn't the one who needed to. Instead, I was reading a comic book quietly to myself.

Rhett had been talking about something, but I toned him out after a while. My head was throbbing and he was starting on a rant.

It wasn't long into the drive when a truck swerved into our lane and hit us from the side. My side.

I was immediately unconscious. I don't remember anything after the impact but Rhett told me everything he could remember.

He said the car we were in slid eight feet over into a phone pole. I was laying limp on the dash. My head was bleeding profusely and the glass of the window had broken all in my lap. I was cut up pretty bad and the blood just kept gushing out. Rhett was screaming for help.

He was bruised up and his neck was sore but overall he was okay, but he said when he first looked at me, he knew I was dead.

He tried though. He tried to unbuckle my seat belt. But it was jammed. 

He was panicking by then, completely in shock. He unbuckled himself and leaned over the seat. Grabbing his pocket knife, he began to cut the belt, to set me free.

He knew that someone had to have called the ambulance. By standers were already making their way over.

"Link, Link, can you hear me?" Rhett was yelling so loud, he felt as if he might faint, he said. "Link, man, don't you dare die on me, I swear."

He had the belt cut in a few minutes and began to pull me out of the car.

I was limp and wet with blood. He said I felt cold...dead cold.

He had began to cry at that point. He felt helpless.

The ambulance was at the scene in five minutes and putting me on the stretcher.

The guy who hit us was also injured pretty badly.

Rhett jumped in the ambulance with me and held my hand for so long. He didn't let go until the doctors made him.

It wasn't but two hours later when a  doctor told Rhett that I would be okay. I suffered serious injury and would have to stay in the hospital for a few days, but over all, I would live.

Rhett was still crying when I woke up.

"L-Link, I'm s-so s-sorry...I-I I-I'm s-sorry," he managed to choke out.

My body was so sore and my head was throbbing even worse.

"What happened Rhett?" I asked.

He grabbed my hands and squeezed it, "We were in a car accident. You got banged up pretty bad but...but you're gonna be okay." He grinned as best as he could for my sake.

"Oh," I spoke softly. "Are you okay?" 

He smiled, "I'm great Link. You're okay and that's all that matters."

Later on, Rhett told me that if I would have died, he wouldn't have been able to live with himself. He would say goodbye to the world.

Which means, he wanted to die with me.

But I made it. So he did too.


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