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    Crimson Kiss – (Chapter: ch 2)

    Head pounding, body aching Ashley groaned to life. Her brown eyes blinked open trying to clear the blurriness out, taking a deep breath coughing out the dust that had filtered into her lungs. Looking around she saw that the bus was tipped over reminding her of the bus driver who’d yelled out for them to hold on, shifting on the bed of metal that she now resided on wasn’t a good idea. Even in the darkness of the tunnel, no longer filled with even the flashing lights on the wall, she saw the white of her bone sticking out of her leg. Tears welled up flowing down her dirt covered face, blood pooled around her wounded leg and dripped from a cut above her right eye making it slim down her face swallowing she tasted the copper in the blood.

     

    “Spencer!” she choked out no more than a bruised whisper. She waited for a minute which felt like an eternity but no response was echoed back. Glancing back at her injured leg she knew she had to do something, she’d spent enough time with Paula at the hospital serving community time for stealing a pair of earrings along with Spencer, “Spence!” her voice rose a bit as panic set in.

     

    Still she didn’t answer back, sighing Ashley sat back against the wall trying to stop the tears that wanted to fall from her brown eyes. Reaching over she grabbed two metal rods that held a seat in which broke off during the accident, searching she found a seat ripped in half. Leaning over the best she could she ripped a thread off the seat, placing the objects near her leg she took a deep breath, in and out, getting her mind and body ready. Laying her hands on either side of her broken leg, closing her eyes afraid to look she twisted it, “AHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed as pain rippled from her wound up her thigh and hip seeming to continue to crawl like little bugs up through her spine and even downward to her numbing toes. Sweat glistened off her flesh as she collapsed in a heap of mush, her muscles not wanting to move but she forced her self up placing the two metal rods on both sides of her leg than tying the thread around it to hold it still.

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