Chanel's Story

Chapter 18: Fire

We hopped in my car and drove off so fast. We almost got into an accident the way I was pushing it. I really hoped that things were okay.

In the car Daphne made a call.

"Hey momma," she said. "Me, Emyriah and Chanel on our way to the hospital... Darius got into an accident... Trey and one of his friends... We don't know yet... Clayton told us about it... I DON'T KNOW MOMMA!... alright... see y'all."

We turned the corner and then I saw flashing blue and red lights going off behind us.

"Ahh fuck!" I said. For a second I thought about whether I should just keep going.

I pulled over on side of the road though. Who the fuck I looked like sitting in jail for the night?

I sat there and pulled out my license, insurance, and registration while he walked up to my car.

When I looked up I saw that it was Greg. A cop my mom talked to for a little while and still talks to a little today.

"Hey," I said. "Can you please let me get down the street right quick?" I asked.

"And how are you Chanel?" he asked sarcastically.

"I'm sorry Mr. Greg," I said apologetically.

"Now what's going on?" he asked.

"Our friends just got into a wreck right down the street," I said pointing. "We don't know how bad it is and we're just really worried about them."

"I just came from down there," he said. "They were airlifted to the hospital in Sunset. I don't know their condition but go down there. I'll let you pass but be careful," he said. Before he was finished I was driving off.

Sunset was about an hour away. Why would they take them there?

When we passed the site of the accident. Multiple police cars were surrounded Darius's truck and a car. There was an 18 wheeler with little to no damage on it too. The car was totaled and Darius's truck was badly dented in the front and it looked like they had to cut off the roof.

"What the fuck?" Daphne said looking back at the accident. A tear feel from my eye as Emyriah sat in the back seat about to have a panic attack.

I looked into my rear view mirror, "Calm down E." She had them bad after Will passed.

Her breathing was getting heavy and we were no where near the hospital. I pulled the car over and found a brown paper bag I had with my birth control in it.

"Dont...huh huh huh... stop...huh huh huh... Chanel huh huh huh..." She tried her hardest to get out.

"Here," I said handing her the brown paper bag. She tried to calm down but it wasn't working.

I didn't normally let people use my car but right now I didn't give a fuck. My bestfriend was having an attack and I didn't know what condition my boyfriend was in. Besides me and Daphne got really close and I trusted her now. She wanted to see her brother as bad as I wanted to see Trey.

I got out of the car and told Daphne to hop over and drive the rest of the way. She did and I got into the backseat to help Emyriah.

We pulled off and she was still breathing really heavy. I went to her bag and found her asthma pump. After a couple of times inhaling she was a little better. She kept using the brown paper bag.

Usually when this happened she was in a lot pain afterward. I reached to my glove compartment from the back seat and pulled out a loratab.

I broke it in half and she downed one half and I downed the other. She was really calm now. I hopped in the front seat so she could lay down and let this work off of her.