One Chance

“Will!” I heard a familiar voice scream just before it hit, I could feel the pain shooting through my body. All I could see was the black insides of my own eyelids. All I could hear was metal grinding against metal. Now all I can do is wait.

All of a sudden I feel movement above me; I see a beam of light cut off by a face. Her face. Crystals face. Tear stained, filled with worry but over taken with fear. She also looked relieved that I wasn’t dead, slowly she lowered her hand down to pull me up, I reached up to take it, as the second blow came, thrusting us forward, her hand recoiling under the pain. Her arm nothing more than a lifeless pale white bone structure, bleeding very heavily and very fast. I knew right then, me surviving. Meant her dying.  It all hit at once just how real this all is. Everything seems to go in fast forward with no sound. But I can still tell Crystals screams would be ear piercing. I feel more movement, but not above me. Below me, the realisation that you’re caught under a moving truck is one no-one should ever endure. But worst still is that between that truck and me, was Crystal. Stuck.

I decide to attempt to move towards her. But fail only falling deeper into a searing pit of pain, Hopelessness and guilt. All sound coming now, at full blast, her screams were tearing at my heart. I caused this. I am the reason for her pain. The space that was above me now seems miles away, along with Crystal her face covered in blood and tears.

 Movies say that your life flashes before your eyes and everything goes in slow motion but right now all I can do, is plan. Plan what to do in this speeding mass of chaos.

And all that I can see is the love of my life’s terrified face.

I feel myself slipping in and out of consciousness but I become aware to the fact that Crystals screams have stopped. I look up and she still there, but instead of screaming, she looks as though she has given up. Looking into those once bright blue eyes that are now tinged with grey and darkness I get a rush of adrenaline, I lunge myself forward smashing into the windscreen and bouncing back followed by the shower of glass, I feel something hit onto my side, a sharp pain and that’s all, nothing else now. It’s over just black. Is this what it feels like to die? Just nothingness? I can’t be dead, I’m still thinking,

 I just lived through a sight no-one should ever see, it can’t be over I have to save her, it can’t be over, It can’t!