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    Lost, Forbidden, and Love – (Chapter: Crash and Burn)

     

    She stopped talking and turned her head to the left and I did the same. I was blinded by a bright light that came closer and closer with each breath I took.

     

    “Babe watch out!” my girl screamed. Before I knew it, I felt myself pushed and hit towards the edge of the sidewalk and collided with the hard asphalt. I heard tires screeching and a loud crashing noise.

     

    I tried to push myself on to my feet but could hardly get up because of a piece of metal of that was deep in my left leg. I could hardly get up but I ignored the pain because my girl was nowhere in sight. I then slowly turned around to see an SUV smashed into a lamppost. But what I saw next was something I never wanted to see in my life. There she was on the ground. Motionless. Her back was facing me and I could see bloodstains on her dress.

     

    “Baby! Wake up!” I said as I started crawling towards her. My left leg was useless and the pain was rushing all over, but I ignored it and the emotional pain fell upon me as I stood over her and saw her eyes closed with scratches on her face. I shook her slightly with a trembling hand. There was no response and my heart bursted. I immediately pulled out my phone and called for help.

     

    “Hello 911 operator.”

     

    “Please help me! My girlfriend just got hit and she’s not moving or anything! Pl-please help me.” I cried. Tears were already running down my cheeks leaving a trail of wet mascara.

     

    “Ok we are sending help now. Please stay calm.”

     

    I hung up the phone and pulled my girl towards me and cradled her in my arms. We sat in the middle of the empty road and I pushed her hair away from her face. I saw blood stained on her fore head. It was hard to take in, but just seeing her in so much pain made my broken heart break even more.

     

    “b-b-babe,” she whimpered as she shifted in my arms.

     

    “Sweetie, help is on their way. Don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere.”

     

    “I lo-love you.” She stuttered.

     

    “I love you too. You’re my everything.” I cried as the tears I cried landed on her blood stained dress.

     

    Within minutes I heard sirens and flashing lights coming towards us. The ambulance came to a complete stop next to us and paramedics immediately jumped out of vehicle and rushed to aid my girl and the driver of the SUV.

     

    “Ma’am we will take it from here,” a man said as he looked at me and my girl in my arms.

     

    The man carried my girl onto the stretcher and carried her into the vehicle and the vehicle began to drive away from me.

     

    I sat up on the stretcher and yelled at the man, “I need to be on that ambulance! My girlfriend is on there I want to be with her!” I yelled.

     

    “Ma’am, she needs to be taken to the hospital immediately. She’s in critical condition.” The man said.

     

    “Can you please take me to that same hospital too…now.” I replied immediately.

     

    “We’ll get there as soon as possible,” he said with a calm voice.

     

    Before I was carried into the ambulance, I saw a gust of wind blow out all the candles that I had set up for our romantic anniversary dinner. And even though I didn’t want to believe it, that’s when I realized the light of my life could possibly be extinguished too.

     

     

     

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    Comments

    1. Oh man, talk about a curve ball. I did not see that coming at all. She has to be okay! You better post more soon so I can stop freaking out here.

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