I'm Not Sure What Happened

Epilogue

I hold her as close as I can to me. No matter what she said it wouldn't make me stop. She could die right here in my arms. She doesn't even realize how far we actually are from safety. All I could hope is that she wouldn't bleed out and die. Finally I hear the sirens. I knew help was here and now I just had to get her to them. I run down the path holding her tighter and tighter to me. One I finally get there and hand her off to the paramedics.

I go over to my motorcycle where I grab both of the helmets. Suddenly I feel a hand on my shoulder and I quickly turn to see my dad.

"Do you want me to take my helmet for you? I was gonna meet you at the house," he asks.

I hand him his helmet and say, "sure."

Then my dad takes it and walks off to head to his car to meet me at the house. I pull on my helmet and start readjusting since it was still done up tightly. I could still smell the sent of her hair from when she was wearing it. I climb onto my motorcycle and start to make my way home.

So I'm not usually clumsy but as I was slowing down at one of the stop signs I fall off my motorcycle. I had gone to turn but then hit my foot on the ground. It hurt really bad but was probably just sprained. I get back on and get to the house. I park the motorcycle in it's usual spot on the side of the house. I get into my dad's car while deciding that I wasn't going to tell anyone about my ankle.

I try the best I can not to show that I'm limping. I don't wanna show that I'm hurt and they don't need to know. All that matters right now is that she is safe and is doing better.