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Macey.

I groaned, immediately feeling pain in my neck- the realization hitting me


I just certainly got Casey and I's social life taken away.

I looked to my left, seeing the random ass guy that we left with, I now realized how much of a fucking idiot I was.

I looked to my right, and I felt my heart drop.

"Oh my god, Casey" I panicked, pulling her head away from the seat, holding her face, searching for her neck pulse.

I felt the pulse, which made me immediately relieved.

"Wake the fuck up Casey, wake the fuck up." I begged her, lightly hitting her cheeks as she basically slumped over, into my arms.

"Jesus fuck-" "call 911!" I screamed to the driver, who just groaned in response.

I continued shaking and hitting Casey, making sure she had a pulse, tears steady running down my cheeks

Until I heard sirens

I put my head against Casey's, feeling a sob come out.

"You don't fucking die, this will be my fucking fault Casey, you can't fucking die." I cried.

Soon doors started flying open, they immediately started checking pulses, speaking to the driver and I, basically asking how much pain we felt.



They got the dude on my left out, and then focused on Casey.

"What's your sisters name sweetie?" A guy asked me.

"Casey" I cried out.

"Casey sweetie, can you hear me?" The male yelled, unbuckling her.

"Unresponsive, no spinal injuries" he yelled out.

"Okay sweetie, we're gonna get your sister out and then focus on you, okay?" He looked towards me, and I couldn't do anything but nod.

Within minutes they had her out, and with much pain and uncomfortableness, I was out also.


The ambulance ride was torture

They shoved a needle into my arm, hooking me to machines, yelling things towards each other, and I just wanted to focus on Casey, I wasn't hurt.

The ambulance stopped abruptly, and the doors swung open.

"Sixteen year old female, car accident victim, back middle seat, small contusions visible, laceration on the right cheekbone, I'm suspecting some whiplash also due to tenderness" the guy yelled, and I immediately saw Calum's face, which made my heart drop.

"I'm so sorry" I immediately cried.

"Not right now Macey, just talk about your pain" he panicked clearly.

We got into a room, and he dominated the entire room, focusing on nothing but me.

"I need some neck and back x-rays ordered." He announced loudly, making one female run out of the room.

I stayed silent, letting tears run down my cheeks as multiple people did things to my body, nothing specifically hurting me.



Minutes later I had to do x-rays, which were pretty damn painful to get into the positions they needed.

"Whiplash" a nurse announced, making Calum nod.

"Just get me some ice, no other problems, I'm gonna need a stitch kit for her cheekbone, I'm doing it" he spoke to someone, who gave a firm nod.

He pulled a bandage the paramedics put on off of my cheekbone, making me wince slightly.

"Is Casey okay-" "I don't know, you're my patient" he spoke slowly.

He numbed my face, not speaking to me.


We both stayed silent as he stitched my face, and as soon as he finished, he threw a bandaid over it carefully, looking to me, grabbing my hands.

"Why the fuck did you two leave the party with those boys?" He asked, oddly nicely, which is not was I expected

But I did start crying at the question

"I just thought it was a good idea, they were cute and froze yogurt- Casey tried to talk me out of it." I cried, feeling him now putting ice packs around the back of my neck.

He held my face

"I set those rules for a reason, and although I am not mad- I am extremely disappointed." He spoke.

"This could've all been avoided if you would've listened to me. Now you have to endure months of pain- with no cure because whiplash isn't even able to be detected on x-rays, there's no way to cure it." He explained.

"I'm going to check on your sister, you need to speak to your mother to stop her heart attack she's having, I'll be back." He breathed out, putting his phone in my hand before putting his lips to my forehead, holding them there for a moment before leaving me completely



I covered my face as soon as he left, sobbing into them

"Get ahold of yourself"

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