I Don't Wanna Do This Anymore

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a/n: this will be another short chapter.
i will update twice on the 18th for this book and my other book.

jahseh's p.o.v

i woke up and opened my eyes.

i began to examine everything around me.

broken glass.

blood.

leaves.

road.

bodies.

i looked down at myself.

fuck.

i was covered in blood and i felt pain in my leg.

i looked at my leg.

oh shit it's trapped.

i looked around again.

why does everyone look like they're asleep.

i looked at the person who was closest to me.

shakira.

oh shit.

"SHAKIRA!?" i yelled.

i tapped on her a couple of times and then she finally opened her eyes.

"fuck! my head!" she said and then put her head in her hands.

everyone else was slowly getting up.

nobody else was trapped.

"guys! i need help! my leg is trapped!" i said and then everyone slowly started to walk over to me.

they lifted a piece of my car off of my leg and then i examined my leg.

bruises.

blood.

cuts.

i think i hurt it bad, too.

we all got up from the road and i tried to get up.

i could only walk on one foot because it hurt to walk on the other.

yup, it's broken.

my car is broken, too.

we hit a big tree.

at least everyone else is okay.

we called triple a and got our car towed away.

since the airbags were released and there was severe damage to the car, it can't be fixed.

it's okay. i don't need a car anyway.

we all got an uber to go back home.