Just A Little Scrape

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His arm was not a very good handle bar. I slammed into the dash board and Jake hit the wheel hard. We had crashed. Blood covered my hands and my eyes were blurry. I tried to focus and called out jakes name.
"Jake.... jake."
"jake where are you?"
I could barely see anything. I didn't care how bad i was injured, I was scared about Jake. I had heard him hit the wheel.

I cried.
"Jake?"

I stumbled out of the car. I got up and stepped back.

The car we had crashed into was gone. I put my hand against my forehead.
"What the hell?"
Then i spotted jake. The door must have swung open because i saw him on the ground, bloody.

I managed my way over there.
"Jake. Oh my god. You're gonna be ok. I'll find someone to help."
Jake opened his eyes. I put my hand on his cheek.
"Please stay with me."
Jake closed his eyes. I held him in my arms. I crawled over to the car to grab my phone. It was completely shattered.
"Holly shit."
I walked back over to Jake and searched him to see where the worst wound was and if i could tend to it.
I found a huge scrape across his eye and his shirt was covered in blood.
Are you kidding me? I have to take of his shirt.
I carefully slipped his shirt over his head and there was a ginormous wound on his chest and he was losing blood fast.
I took his shirt and applied pressure on his chest to stop the bleeding.
I cried.

No one had passed in what had seemed like forever. But then a car finally came. I kept pressure on his chest but waved my hand.
They obviously stopped. The lady cane out with 911 already dialed. She saw me in tears and covered in blood. She came over and wrapped her arm around me while i still applies pressure to jakes chest.

"Please, please Jake. Don't leave me."
I cried and cried, waiting for the ambulance to arrive. When they did, i had already passed out from losing so much blood.

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