Never Be Alone {A.K x Reader x B.S. Fanfic}

Chapter 24: Car Accident Memory

My eyes flutter open meeting the side of my door. Slowly, I begin to lift up my head, opening and closing my eyes. Before long I was sitting up, leaning my head up against the car. My memory was fuzzy. I don't remember much except leaving Y/N's room and getting into the car. After that...It's nothing but a blur. A sigh escapes my lips as I reach up with my hand to my forehead. A wet substance attacks my fingers and I immediately flinch. My eyes draw close and I put my hand down.

After a moment I open my eyes and slowly reach over to the door when it swings open on its own. My eyes meet brown ones and I feel a hand grab the back of my head slamming it into the steering wheel. I can't do anything to stop them as they pull me back and throw me back against the seat. "Surprise bitch," the familiar voice spoke. I closed my eyes a second before reopening.

"O-Owen," I whisper, feeling my eyes become heavy. He tilts his head and gives me a smile.

"Thought you killed me didn't you?" He asked. I didn't answer him, but in my head it kept screaming yes. I close my eyes, feeling him wrap his hand around my throat and squeezing. I gasp for air but can find none. I reach up my hands and grab his wrists trying to get him off of me, but there's no luck. He pushes my head back, making sure it doesn't move from the back of the seat. His eyes stare back at mine as a smirk is drawn on his lips. "Well news for you Anna. I'm alive and I'm taking back what's rightfully mine."

"D-Don't touch h-her," I choke out as I hear him laughing.

"Why not little girl? You going to try and kill me again along with her little redhead friend?" I try to move only feeling him squeeze a little bit harder, causing my eyes to close and my body to panic.

"Sh-She's not yours n-no more." Another laugh escapes his lips before he stops suddenly. He lets go of my throat and flies my head forward causing me to hit the steering wheel. And just as I hit my eyes close and everything turns fuzzy...

Y/N pulls away from me and slowly backs up. Before I knew it I was watching her exit through the door with the curly haired boy behind her. Moments pass and the door shuts. My blue eyes stay focused on the door until I feel Brittany grab a hold of my hand. I jump a bit and turn my head, glancing towards the ginger. Her eyes met mine and a worried expression spread across her face. She squeezed my hand and I gently squeezed back.

"What's wrong?" She questioned. I shook my head from side to side and looked straight ahead at the door. "Did Y/N say something? Did she remember something?" I closed my eyes a moment, shaking my head from side to side. "Then what's going on? You act as if you've seen a ghost."

"When I was sleeping, I remembered something about the crash..." I open my eyes letting my voice trail off. Brittany reaches behind her, pulling up the chair, before sitting down. Her eyes switch back and forth between mine as I bite my bottom lip. "I woke up after I crashed...I don't know how long I was o-out or whatever b-but Owen was there."

"So he did cause the crash?" I nodded my head up and down. "I fucking knew it. Why didn't you tell the cops? They were questioning-"

"Britt, I just said I just remembered it. And Y/N knew something was up but I couldn't...Couldn't tell her what." Brittany tilts her head, raising her eyebrows.

"What do you mean? Why not?"

"Because of what was said...She heard me mumble in my sleep." Brittany remains silent, still having her head tilted to the side. "Owen remembers us trying to kill him...And he's after Y/N. He wants her back."

"Even if he gets her the cops are aware..somewhat of the situation. There's no way in hell they're going to let him get away with her." I nod my head up and down, understanding what she was saying.