You're trouble

0.7

His Point of View.

'Lukey! I'm scared!' I heard Fran sob and sob in the background.

The car hung off the bridge sliding further within each second heading so slow yet so fast directly to the river and sharp rocks below.

'Honey, listen to me okay. Just unplug your seat belt for me okay. Then on the count of three you're going to squeeze through the window right beside you, I promise I'll be right out behind you.' I whisper.

I knew I had to tell her lies to make her move, my legs were stuck and crushed by the causing from the car being smashed all up the front. I wasn't getting out today.

I wouldn't be able to get out, but I'd make sure Fran would.

I heard the faintest 'click' sound, good. She had undone her seat belt.

'Lukey I don't want to get out before you, I want you to get out first.' She panicked, I couldn't see her face right now because my neck was most likely broken or something but I could just picture the trembling bottom lip of hers so worried for me.

I grab for her tiny hand and eventually find it, I squeeze it tight as I feel a tear slide down my cheek.

'Lukey, I'd rather me disappear than you.' Her voice shakes and my breathe stops. Fran didn't know the term for dying or the explanation of such, her mum, my sister in law, didn't like to use such sad word around her.

And here she was telling me she would die for me.

'Fran baby, don't ever say that, you know I'm the one who's always there to protect you not vice versa.' I say with the least confidence ever, my voice was breaking and I could tell she could notice the fear in my voice.

All of a sudden the car moves a good half a metre forward making Fran both I to scream.

'Okay Fran,' I say.

'One.' I close my eyes.

'Two' I let her hand go.

'Three!' I yell.

I hear a screeching sound and bumping and before I knew it I felt the gravity somehow drop and I was falling to my death.

Fran hadn't got out in time, as her screams were the only thing that rang in my ears.

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I gasped for air dramatically.

But the water continuously kept flooding my lungs.

I swat my hands around looking around for Fran, my little beautiful baby Fran.

My arms were the only part of me that could keep moving, the rest was numb from loss of circulation and low blood pressure in my legs, for the steering wheel was digging directly on my thighs and my legs and feet were trapped underneath, not being able to slither out in any other way.

My stomach felt like it had been stabbed mountainous amount of times. Which I guess you could say, it was.

Pieces of glass from the windshield and broken and shredded my T-shirt.

The physical pain was nothing compared to the worry I had for my baby girl Fran, in the back seat.

I just needed to know she was still breathing, still alive.

I felt like crying, and I would've if the circumstance we were in wasn't underwater.

I start screaming. Screaming?

'Luke, Luke!' A muffled voice filled my ears. My body flung up as I awoke in a pool of sweat.

'Fran! Fran! Is that you!?' I yell disastrously.

The person shakes me hard that I almost fall back down.

'Hey it's okay man! It's only me Ashton. You're alright, you're alight' his face now comes into place and I sigh distressed. I tug my hands through my blonde sweaty hair groaning.

Once again the same nightmare. It replayed in my head every night and I hated it.

'She should be here right now, she should be the one having a sleepover at her friends, experiencing her first year at school in big prep class till her very last in year 12. She's supposed to be the one that gives back honest feedback to my new songs, no matter how hard the words hit.' I laugh at the thought.

'She should be out here experiencing what it's like to rebel, to cry, to love, and to one day marry the man of her dreams. Then one day to have a family of her own. Now all of that has been taken away from her. It's just not fair. I don't deserve to be here, she should be the one here.' I cry.

Ashton holds my shoulder supportively and I swear I almost saw a tear form in his eyes.

'Hey, I agree. None of this is fair. But that's just the way things are, we can't wish anything back because it's just never going to happen. You could sit here all day and night blaming yourself for that unfortunate mistake that was needless to say your fault. But what's the point? Nothing's going to change. That's just the way life works, you have to live with what's happened, I'm not saying you have to get over the hurt and pain, because that will probably always be there. But just celebrate the life she was blessed with. All the great times you already shared.'

Ashton always knew the right thing to say.

'Oh man, scratch that I hate being emotional, let's just watch a friken horror movie.' He protests and sets up a movie into the DVD player grinning.

He's right. This day has been crazy dramatic and emotional. Ewe.