At That Hour

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Emily's POV

I was so happy for Amanda and Jack. The news I had received over lunch was just so exciting. I'm also very happy that Amanda and I get to spend time together. I can’t remember the last time we did that.

When I started to sing and Amanda started to play air drums I was just overcome by tears. I am full of all different types of emotions - Love, joy, excitement, I'm tired, and I have happiness. A lot of it too.

I look to the road as the light turned green. As we get to just about the middle of the intersection I see from my peripheral vision Amanda's face freeze with horror as she screams out my name. I had no idea what was going on. I looked to where her gaze was directed and saw the truck coming for us. It looks as though it had slid because it was way over its line. I knew that I had no time to speed up or pull over, so my first thought was Amanda and her babies. I would never forgive myself if I let anything happen to her and now her children. I lean as far as my seat belt will let me and wrap my arms around Amanda. I have no clue if this would work but I have to try. I've heard of people protecting their family members by putting their body in font of them so I figured the same thing would work for me and Mandy. I can still hear in the background the song we were just belting out not too long ago.

After a split second passes of me holding Mandy I brace myself for the blow. Just as I had suspected the impact came and I was thrown around inside the car. I still hold my arms around Amanda protectively while she screams and the car rolls onto its side two times. After being jostled around we slam against something hard and my hold on Mandy is lost. The car now rests on the drivers side. I suddenly feel a searing, hot pain in my right shoulder. Then that’s when the music shut off and the world slowly disappeared.

10 Minutes Later

I awake to having a hard time breathing. I gasp for air to fill my lungs. My numerous attempts barely work and I still lie there struggling for more air than I can get. I'm lying sideways on my window and I look around me to see that the car is on its side. I look out to try and see the car that hit us but its nowhere in sight. After I gather my thoughts and whereabouts together I look over to try and see if Mandy is ok. I turn my head as far as I can and see her still in her seat. She doesn't look too badly injured except for a gash on her forehead. She is slumped over leaning my way.

"Mandy? Amanda!" I yell for her but I hear no response. "Mandy!" I use all my strength to try and sit up. "Ahhhhh!" I'm held back by something. I frantically look around me, starting to feel claustrophobic. I know its not my seatbelt because it somehow has been ripped and it lies next to me. I get distracted, remembering that I haven't even checked if I'm ok. I look down at myself to make sure everything's fine.  I have cuts covering my left arm from the thousand pieces of glass from my window. Then, I see what is restricting my movements. A small, metal rod is protruding from my chest near the right side of my collar bone. I turn my head to look behind my shoulder. The rod looks like it is cemented into the ground. It bends just before it reaches my shoulder, then the rest is inside me. I start to panic. I already can't breathe easily and this was making it worse. I try to think of what I should do. Since we're on a back road no one will be coming around for awhile and I could be stuck here for hours. I try to think of where my phone is. It was last in one of my cup holders. I stretch my neck and try to find it. After awhile if frantic searching I see it on the floor. Its next to my feet but I can’t reach it.

Even though I shouldn't, I give up. I lie there and start to cry. I'm feeling weaker and weaker by the minute from loosing so much blood and everything in me hurts. I have been lying here for over 15 minutes now and I just can't take it anymore.

I can't breathe. I can't breathe! I feel like I'm drowning and I struggle once again for air. I start to cough. I gasp and cough up blood. Now I was really worried. This meant internal bleeding. From what, I have no idea. I'm so tired of not being able to breathe, I'm sore and I just want to sleep. This all causes me to try for my phone.

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