The one that almost got away

Chapter 10 Kendall

Once inside, I slide down my door. And sit there in the dark, for a few minutes. Lincoln's touch still burns on my cheek. I brush my fingers over it softly, he had really just kissed me on my cheek. I thought for sure he would kiss me on the lips, but something came over him.

I have never wanted to be with him more in my life, as much as I want to fight it. There is so much there, that I can't wait to go to school on Monday.

I get up, deciding that I needed to tell my mom that I was home. It was 10:43 pm, and I felt more awake than I have ever felt. Lincoln keeps popping in my mind as I make my way towards my parents bedroom.

The tv was still on, indicating that my mom had fallen asleep again watching her favorite show. " the cosbys"

I creep into her bedroom, and walk to her beside. " mom" I whisper, shaking her gently. " mom, I'm home"

Her eyes flutter open, " thank you for telling me dear, how was it?" She yawns, and adjusts her pillow.

I shrug, trying to play it cool " it was fine" but I can hardly keep the excitement out of my voice.

My mom takes my hand and smile, " good I'm glad, now get some sleep"

I nod, and walk out of her room.

Tonight was going to be the longest night of my life.

...

Sunday went uneventful, so when Monday came. It felt like I had just let out a breath that I had been holding for two days.

What would I say to Lincoln? What would he say to me?

Nervous energy flows through my vanes, every time I see a guy in the hall way my heart skips a couple beats. Then my shoulders sag in disappointment when I realize it isn't him.

I turn the corner, to go to my first class. Two people stand by the bath rooms, one girl and one boy, the boy looks oddly like Lincoln. And the girl, looks like Ryan. No, it doesn't look like Ryan it is Ryan. And she is all over Lincoln.

Unexpected tears flow down my cheeks, and I turn to run. Hitting into some one, I look up sobbing to say I was sorry.

Lincoln looks down at my with a concerned expression.

I sigh in relief, then look back in confusion " how, but..?"

Ryan is still flirting with the boy I thought was Lincoln. Lincoln looks over my shoulders, and understands instantly.

" I would never do that, I told you I'm done"

I wipe the tears from my face, and nod. " I'm sorry."

Lincoln pulls me into a hug, I relax hesitantly. As his body encircles mine, i pull away. " I need to get to class"

Lincoln nods " me too, I'll see you at lunch okay?"

I nod, and set off towards AP history. All the while trying to dry my face, that one moment had literally crushed me. Lincoln was growing on my, fast and I couldn't stop it.

...

By the time Wednesday has come around, I feel like I'm going to die. School sucks.

Lincoln has been sitting with me and Ryan every day, along with some of his soccer buddies. Which include the boy who Ryan was flirting with on Monday. Kamron.

I should have known, they were so obvious.

Everyday, Lincoln sits closer and closer to me, until finally we are touching. And oddly I'm okay with it.

But every time Lincoln is with another girl, I wonder if this is just another one of his games. Every time those thoughts enter my mind, I find myself shoving them away. The only was to find if someone one is trustworthy, is to trust them. I guess I'll see what happens.

" so, my parents. They are big on wanting to meet you, so they told me to invite you to dinner tonight want to go?"

I snap out of my thoughts, and look at the awaiting Lincoln. His eyes are hopeful, so I quickly run through my day. No soccer today, because of a bye. So I was free.

" sure, what time?"

" I'll pick you up at 6:00?"

I nod, and go back to eating my apple. Excitement pulses through my vanes, tonight I get to meet Lincoln's family.

...

" can I get a ride home?" Ryan asks, I nod and open the school doors. My old blue ford sits I'm the closest parking space to the school. I open the squeaky door, and get in starting up the car. Ryan hops into the passenger side.

" actually, can I just come to your house?" Ryan looks at me pleadingly.

I sigh, " of course, but I have a date at 6:00"

Ryan's eyes open wide " ooooo, okay" she rubs her hands together. I roll my eyes, backing out of the parking space. I drive to the entrance of the parking lot, stoping as required. And look both ways waiting for a semi truck to pass.

A loud squealing sound suddenly fills the air. I frown, wondering where it's coming from right before my truck is slammed into from behind. Both Ryan and I scream, as we are launched out into the middle of the street. I look up at Ryan, who is staring at me, there is a wide gash above her left eye that's bleeding badly.

" are you okay?" I ask, but she doesn't answer. " Ryan!" I ask louder. Suddenly she screams in a high pitched volume. I cover my ears, and look over my shoulder. A  huge semi truck was barreling straight towards us, I open my mouth to scream. But I never get the chance.

I groan, as someone lifts me, up onto a bed. My eyes want to open so badly, but for some reason they feel glued shut.

" Kendall!" My mom, I can hear my mom's screams getting closer. " Kendall, it's alright baby I'm here"

" ma'am if you would like to ride with her, follow us" a mans voice, I can't recognize. Everything is so confusing. The mans footsteps crunch like something is littering the ground.

" yes, I would." I can feel my moms soft hands clasp onto mine. Her sobs ring through the air. " honey, can you hear me? Stay with me Kendall. Your dad is on his way to the hospital right now"

Hospital? Why would I need to go the hospital-- then everything hits me, I was in a car accident. I remember the car, and the semi. And Ryan, Ryan! What happened to her?

The bed that I was on wasn't a bed, it was a stretcher. The car was the ambulance, and the crunching footsteps were actually footsteps stepping on the shattered glass of my truck. 

The doors to the ambulence slam shut, flowed by the squeal of tires and the blaring sirens. Warm hands attach things to my body, fingers feel for my pulse. " She's alive but unresponsive!" yells the same voice I had heard only minutes ago.

I'M HEAR!! is all I want to say.

I feel  my mouth open, but all that comes out is a gurgling sound. I cough, spitting up a warm coppery liquid that I realize is my own blood. I was dying, I was going to die in the ambulance.

" what the hell is happening to my daughter?" My mom asks in a whisper.

" ma'am she seems to be bleeding internally" I can feel someone dabbing my face.

All I want to do is tell my mom that I'm fine, I'm alive I promise I can hear you!