I Am Here.

I slowly opened my eyes, head throbbing. I tried to put my hand on my head, but it was trapped between the set and the pole that had broken through the door. I tried pulling my arm out but an intense pain came shooting up my arm causing me to shriek. I looked out the crushed slit of my once full window. I felt warm blood trickling down from my head and into my eyebrow. I slowly turned my head to check on Andy. My heart raced when I first saw him, his neck resting on the top of the headrest and his arms folded on his lap. That’s when I noticed it. Andy’s arm… His left arm was caked in blood. Not a single tattoo from his sleeve was visible. I feared the worst, that his arm was just torn to bits. I craned my neck the farthest it could possibly go and looked into the back. Everyone was unconscious except me. I don’t even know how long I have been. Jinxx and Jake, who were sitting behind me, were piled on top of each other near the driver side passenger door. I didn’t see any major injuries, just deep glass cuts. Somewhat relieved, I then saw Ashley. Ash has half hanging out of the smashed window with the sides of the door frame crushed around him. My vision started going in and out, partially because of the panic I was enduring and because of the impact. A high pitched ringing in my ear also told me that my ear drum was ruptured. When my vision came back and the fuzziness was no more I saw the full extent of Ashley’s predicament. The once relief was replaced with sheer terror. Ash had a very deep gash above his Outlaw tattoo, spilling crimson blood down the destroyed door. Tears started streaming down my face.
‘I caused this…. If only I hadn’t stated panicking then we wouldn’t have had to leave and then get into a crash. We would still be in Applebee’s eating our food…’
“It’s all your fault…” the little voice hissed.
‘No. It wasn’t my fault! It’s YOUR FAULT!! If only you didn't make me look in that fucking mirror at the restaurant, WE WOULDN'T BE IN THIS MESS!! You made me cut myself, attempt suicide, break down crying in front of my new friends, and now, I POSSIBLY KILLED THEM ALL!!! EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM!! Andy, Jinxx, Jake, Ashley, and…’
“CC!!!!!!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. I realized…he wasn’t in the car anymore.
‘OH MY GOD! WHERE IS HE?’ I panicked.
“CC!!!!” I yelled, my voice cracking, my face completely drenched in tears. Adrenaline pumping, I used all my might to pull my arm free. I heard a sickening snap and my arm sprung free. It was throbbing and covered in blood, but I was too terrified to notice. I had to find CC and help the guys. I just had too. I unbuckled my seatbelt and crawled over Andy’s unconscious body ducking because the ceiling had caved in quite a bit. Andy’s door had fallen off so it was easy to escape. I took one step out of the wreck and I collapsed. I looked down at my leg and screamed. There was a huge, deep gash in my thigh from my short shorts to my knee. It wasn’t the gash that scared me; it was the fact that I couldn’t feel it at all. I ripped a section off my shirt, wrapped it around my leg, and put some pressure on it. I still couldn’t feel any pain. That scared me to no end.
‘CC.’ my mind reminded myself.
I prioritized CC first because I knew he would be in worse condition than the rest of the guys. I turned and looked at the once beautiful car. I was totaled.
‘How did you survive? You’re meant to be dead.’ The car seemed to hiss.
‘Well, I did… and I hope I’m not the only one…’
I ran around to the other side of the car where the pole was, and that’s when I spotted CC. He had been ejected and rolled down into the ditch. He didn’t have any apparent cuts on him, only knocked unconscious. Relieved, I ran down and knelt beside him.
“CC! Wake up! CC!” I yelled, slapping his face. I found a water bottle on the ground and poured its contents on CCs face. CC shot up like a gun.
“WHO DID THAT?!? I swear I'm gonna.......OH MY GOD!!!” CC screamed as soon as he came to realization that he wasn’t being rudely awakened on the tour bus, looking at the car. He then looked at me and my injuries. “OH MY GOD. EMILY, YOU'RE BLEEDING!!”
“Mine aren’t even the worst.” I commented, implying the rest of the guys. I heard a small explosion from behind me and I prepared for the worst. I whipped around and saw the engine had caught fire and was going to spread quickly. “CC! HURRY! We have to get the others out!! You get the guys in the back and Ill grab Andy.” We sprinted to the car, racing against time, fire truck and ambulance sirens in the distance. Adrenaline pumping, we ripped the left side of the car apart to gain easy access. Andy was still unconscious along with the rest of the guys. I grabbed Andy by his torso and in one quick movement; I lifted him out of the car with my newfound adrenaline strength. A bloodcurdling scream escaped Andy’s mouth. Tears continued to stream down my face. I was hurting him and it was killing me inside. I walked a little ways away from the flaming car and placed Andy on the ground next to the still unconscious Ash. I tore the rest of my shirt off and wrapped it around Ashley’s torso which continued to spill blood onto the pavement. I hadn’t realized I was shaking like a leaf until I tried to tie the ends of the ripped shirt in a knot. A pair of hands stopped my struggles.
“I got this. Take care of Andy,” the now conscious, and oddly calm, Jinxx insisted. I turned my attention to Andy who had started coming to.
“Andy?! Andy, hunny, look at me. It’s going to be alright,” I cooed, placing his head on my lap. I ripped off Andy’s shirt and used that to wrap around his destroyed arm as CC returned with Jake slung over his shoulder. The ground shook as the car exploded in a firey blast. I put presser on Andy’s arm. It had an awful squish and a hiss released from Andy’s lips. The fire trucks finally pulled up and whipped out their hoses, taming the flames. The paramedics arrived and started to give first aid to Ashley as he was put on a gurney, taken into an ambulance, and rushed away to the hospital.
“Emily…,” Andy moaned, looking straight into my tear stained eyes. He reached up and brushed my tears away. The medics placed him in a stretcher too, his hand never leaving my face. As he was being wheeled away, he accidentally grabbed my guitar pick necklace and it ripped from my neck. Andy clung to my necklace for dear life as he screamed my name in pain, tears falling from his face. My heart shattered. I didn't know if Ash or Andy would survive.
That did it. I lost all will and I fell to the ground, letting the black consume me.

Notes

O.O oh no!! What's going to happen?!?
PLEASE COMMENT AND SUBSCRIBE!!! :D