**WARNING**
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SENSITIVE AND GRAPHIC DETAILS. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF CAR CRASHES TRIGGER YOU.
I open my eyes and I'm still inside our destroyed car.
I turn my gaze to the left, and the sight I see nearly makes me throw up.
Blood everywhere.
Broken glass.
My mom...my mom laying halfway outside of the windshield. Her body is limp, leaning over the steering wheel.
I try to scream but nothing comes out.
My gaze leaves my mom and immediately to Kenzie in the backseat.
"KENZIE, PLEASE NO!" I scream at the top of my lungs.
I crawl into the backseat and unbuckle her from her car seat.
"PLEASE WAKE UP, PLEASE!!" I hold her limp body close to me. "YOU GOT IT, COME ON KENZ. COME ON, WAKE UP!" I scream, hot tears rolling down my cheeks and onto her head.
Cop sirens begin to fill my ears with red and blue lights flashing everywhere.
I scream for help at the top of my lungs. Before I see one of the cops approach the car, my vision goes black again.
• • •
GRAYSON'S POV
My phone starts to ring and I check it expecting to see Tia's name pop up.
Hanna?
I answer the call.
"Hello-"
"GRAYSON, HANNA IS IN THE HOSPITAL!" Hanna cries into the phone.
"WHAT?! Why???" I ask, my anxiety shooting through the roof.
"SHE GOT INTO A CAR CRASH, YOU NEED TO GET HERE! I'LL TEXT YOU THE ADDRESS!" Hanna continues to cry, catching her breathe every so often.
And then she hangs up. A couple seconds later, she texts me the address to the hospital.
Tears of fear and panic begin to overflow in my eyes as I grab my car keys and run out the door.
