My head and my arm hurt and I could hear people talking.
I opened my eyes and Jim was leaning over me.
"The fuck are you doing?" I asked him.
"Getting you out." he said looking across from me.
I looked around, the car was a mess, obviously there'd been an accident but I honestly don't remember it.
"Come on man, you need to get out." he was leaning in through a window.
"Dude I think my arm is broken so be careful." I said climbing out the window.
He helped me out and I looked around.
There were people I didn't know there, but there was Zack and Meg, he was holding her and she was crying.
Matt was holding Ana and I looked at Jim.
"Is Ana dead?" She looked dead.
I could hear sirens.
"No." Was all he said.
Someone I didn't know was leading me away from the car.
"Sit down." he told me.
I had a headache and I was confused.
"Oh Brian." Lilah said coming over, she was crying.
I closed my eyes. "What happened....wait....what are they doing?" I asked pointing at the van.
I could see Jim and two other people, one of them was climbing in the window.
"It was a truck, it came out of nowhere." She told me.
I looked around, where was Bree?
"Where's Bree?" I asked her.
She started crying.
"Why are you crying?" I looked at her, she shook her head.
I stood up.
"Sit down Brian." Lilah said grabbing my arm.
I shoved her, I didn't mean to do it quite so hard but I wanted to see what they were doing in the van.
I walked over "Jim?"
He looked at me "Go and sit down, don't."
I wanted to see, so I walked closer to the window.
Please God don't let it be Bree.
