Marks pov:
The radio was blasting. The wind flowed through my hair like water flowed through a faucet. I remember having a great time and laughing to me and Haileys little inside jokes. I remember a grey blur. That grey blur was the car that was coming for us like a dart and we were the bullseye. The rest of my memory was a blur. I remember hearing screaming and the screeching of rubber skidding on the blacktop trying to come to a holt.
Then I remember flying. Flying...flying...flying. It seemed like years before I hit the ground again. I remember looking over and seeing Hailey. Cut up ad turning black and blue. "Hailey" I screamed for it seemed like forever. "Dont die on me....plz" "I already lost my father.... I can't lose you too....stay..with..me". I remember her opening her eyes and pointing out my window and say "They're coming" I looked over and saw a medic running toward my side of the car. "NO" I screamed. " GET HER FIRST ....SHES MY WIFE AND SHES BADLY INJURED....AND SHES CARRYING MY CHILD....PLZ TAKE HER".
I remember them pulling her out. "GENTLY" I yelled. I remember them loading her into the ambulance and driving away. Suddenly it seemed like a big weight was lifted off of me knowing her and Isaley was safe. That was the last thing I remembered before passing out and waking up in a hospital bed.
