The Dangers of Escape

CHAPTER 13

<SLIDE THE PIC ABOVE FOR THE SONG- I recommend the song for extra sensory> p.s. I warned you this story mimicked real life. So trigger
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Jonathan-
We are finally on our way home. We just landed in California literally minutes ago.
I get a call from Luke. I answer it.
"Hey Luke what's up?"
"You guys back yet?"
"Yeah just landed. Evan is insanely tired. It's pretty funny. I'll be driving home."
"Okay see you soon."
"Bye toonz!"
I hang up and look at Evan.
"You ready to go home baby?"
"Fuck yeah. I'm tired as hell." I grab his hand and lead him toward the car.
We get in the car and start to drive. About ten minutes out, Evan falls asleep. Honestly I'm pretty fucking tired too. It is about 3am. I pull up to red light, and glance over at Evan. He's so cute when he's asleep. The light turns green and I start to drive. I glance back over at Evan. That's when I see the car speeding straight at us. Too late does this process. It hits us and the next thing I know our car flips. Over and over. Then my head hits something and then... blackness.

911 operator-
The phone starts ringing. I pick it up immediately.
"911 what's your emergency?"
"We need help on Broadway Blv. Now! There's been a crazy crash! Please I don't think any of them are alive! There's blood everywhere!"
"First responders are on their way. Can you describe the scene?"
"One car is completely fucked! It's upside down and smoking. God there's no way anyone survived that shit. It flipped like three times! Please hurry."
"Help is on the way."
"They better fucking get here."
Then the line goes dead.

Jonathan-
Fuck my head hurts. I open my eyes. Everything is upside down? What the fuck?
The car it... the car hit us. Fuck! I look over at Evan. Oh my god. His body is limp, covered in blood from multiple cuts from the broken glass and warped metal of what once was the car.
"Evan!" I try to move to him but I can't move. The steering wheel is pinned to my chest. I start crying. I'm in so much fucking pain. I can't move. I look down and see something sticking through my chest. I hear sirens in the distance. Everything starts to fade again. "Help..."
Everything goes black.

Cartoonz-
My phone rings. It's an unknown number. I answer it anyway.
"Hello?"
"This is the LAPD. There's been an accident involving Jonathan and Evan Denis- Fong."
My heart drops.
"Are they okay?" The voice is silent for a moment.
"They're at Saint Mary's Hospital."
"I'll be there." I hang up and place my hand on the table to steady myself.
"What's wrong?" Ryan asks when he sees me.
"Get the car. Jon and Evan were in an accident."

((Time skip)) <play song>

"Where are they! Where is Jonathan?" I yell at the emergency room desk lady. An officer answers rather than the lady at the desk.
"Luke Patterson?" I run over to him.
"Yes?"
"Jonathan and Evan were in a fatal accident this morning..." I cut him off.
"Fatal? What do you mean fatal?" He takes a deep breath.
"They were T-boned by a drunk driver at 98 mph. The driver of the vehicle died on impact. Evan was pronounced dead at the scene. Jonathan is in emergency surgery. He is in critical condition." My heart feels like it stopped beating and I stumble back.
"W-what?"
"I'm sorry." Ohm wraps me in his arms to steady me. Tears flow down his face.
"No, no! He can't be! Neither of them can! They just got married!" I yell.
The officer remains silent.
I burst out crying and lean into Ryan for support.
"We have to get the guys up here." I say as I pull my phone out and text the group chat.

Car: Everyone get to Saint Mary's Now.
Nogla: what happened?
Ter: is everything ok?
Moo: on my way.
Wild: coming now.

Even though messages keep coming through, I put away my phone. I sit and cry into Ohms chest.
Once everyone arrives they come over to Ohm and I.
"What happened?" Moo is the first to ask.
I look up and everyone sees my red puffy eyes.
"They were in an accident."
"Who?" Tyler demands.
"E-Evan and..." I sniffle. "And Jonathan."
"Are they okay? Tell me are they okay!" Tyler starts to cry too. I just start crying harder. Some of us are in shock. Some of us start bawling. It hurts. Everything hurts.

Jonathan-
I wake up surrounded by nurses and doctors. I'm hooked up to all kinds of equipment.
"W-what happened?" I whimper.
"You were in a very bad crash Jonathan. It's going to be okay." A crash? I was in a crash. Evan!
"Evan." I squeak. The nurse looks at me with a very sad expression.
"He didn't make it." She says somberly.
He's gone. The love of my life is gone. Tears stream down my face. It's my fault. It's all my fault.
Yes Jonny it is. It is your fault.

Tyler-
My best friend is dead. Gone. Will never be seen again. A doctor comes out and looks at us.
"Jonathan is in stable condition. Only two people are allowed back at a time."
He must know that all of us are here for them.
I immediately stand up and so does Luke. We look at each other and without a word follow the doctor. We go into Jonathan's room in the ICU. He's hooked up to so many machines. He has tears flowing down his face.
They told him already. We both walk to his side.
I hold his hand tightly and he starts crying harder. And you know what? So do I.

((Two months later))

Luke-
The funeral is today. Jonathan hasn't spoken a word since he found out. I hear him crying all the time. I walk to his room and knock on the door before entering.
"Hey buddy. How ya doing?" He continues to stare forward at the wall. I wish I could help him.
"I'm going to the store today. Do you want to come?" No response. I sigh and leave the room.

Jonathan-
He died. The one you loved most left you.

He died. He didn't leave. His life was taken.

Only because you didn't react fast enough.

Its my fault. I should've sped up so he wouldn't have hit us.

But you didn't. You killed him. You stupid bitch.

I thought you were gone.

I never left Jonny. I'm never leaving. You're stuck with me.

I don't want to live without him. He was my everything.

Well. You killed him.

I get out of bed and wheel myself into Cartoonz' room. In his desk drawer he keeps a loaded pistol. I take it and wheel myself back to my room and look at my crippled body. I'm paralyzed from the waist down now. A tear runs down my face.

This was always your destiny. Escape the pain. Escape the hurt. Escape Jonny.

I cock the gun. More tears run down my face. I place the gun in my mouth.
I'll see you soon Evan.
"Good bye."

BANG.

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This is not the end of the story...