Too Late

Again?

The ride home was mainly silent except for the music playing. "Are you okay?" Calum asks me. "I am fine. I am just upset that no one told me about last night. Seeing Jordan also brought up some bad memories but it is fine." I say. "I expect you to tell the other boys about this Alex. We don't need a repeat of your past years." Calum says. I know that this will start an argument if I say no. "Fine. But what do you mean about 'your past years' I wasn't a bad kid?" I practically yell at him. 

"I mean that we don't need you getting depressed again." Calum sighs. "Fine Calum god." I get irritated this time. He turns his head. "Why do you always have to be a sassy bitch? Do you know what we went through when you left?" he yells. "Calum pay attention to the fucking road! I don't want another accident to be your fault!" I scream. Right after I say that, I hear metal crunching and a burning sensation. 

I slightly open my eyes to see that we got in another crash because of Calvin the Asian. I have pain in my wrist and my face so I figure that I am fine. I pull out my phone and see that it is still okay. I dial a number. "Mikey please come get me." I sob into my phone like I did 3 years ago. "What's wrong Alexandra?" Mike sounds frantic. "He did it again. He caused a wreck. Please Mikey." I cry harder. "Fuck. I am on my way." He hangs up. I look over to see Calum with blood everywhere. I quickly dial the police station.

"I need an ambulance. I got in a car crash and my best friend is bleeding. Please save him." I say so fast that I can't understand myself. 

"Okay. Honey. We have gotten several calls and we have people on the scene right now." I then hang up. 

The door is totally demolished and I can't get out without help. "Hold on honey. We will get you out." a deep voice said and I figured that it was the fireman. "I need help. He is bleeding a lot and please. I can only do so much." I yell right as the door came off. They pulled me out and put me on a stretcher. "Alex!" Mikey yelled. "Mike!" I yelled back. He ran over to me. "I am so sorry. I will ride with you to the hospital." He wipes a tear. "This one is bad!" I heard someone yell and I automatically think back to Calum bleeding, dying. 

They loaded me into the ambulance and Michael was upfront with the driver. "What hurts babe?" a female asked. My wrist and my face.