Hey everyone! New Story! Yay! This story was actually written a long time ago, and I never posted it, but I edited it, changed it a bit and now I'm posting it! This is sort of a sequel to my one-shot 'Fear of the Wheel', so you should probably read that story before you read this one, but you don't have to. I felt like that story needed a sequel. I wrote this story to sort of spread awareness of the safety of driving. Me being a victim of a car accident made me also want to write this story. The most annoying thing I can't stand when some people drive is texting. Texting can wait. No one should ever text and drive. It's not worth it. So many lives have been taken because of texting.

Hope you enjoy part one of "It Can Wait" :D

"Bree slow down" Chase to me, "You're going 50mph on a 30mph road!"

I sigh and roll my eyes in the back of my head. Chase and I were currently in my car, driving away from downtown. We went downtown to pick up a cake Davenport had ordered. I don't even know why he ordered a cake, it's not anyone's birthday. I guess he was just in the mood for cake. We haven't had cake in a long time.

"Relax Chase" I assure my brother, "I'm not going that fast. I don't even know why it's 30 on this road anyway."

"It's 30 for a reason you know."

"Someone needs to change it."

"Well until they do, you need to go 30."

I roll my eyes again. Why is he trying to tell me what to do? I'm the older sibling here. I know what I'm doing. I know you're supposed to obey the speed limit on the roads and all, but seriously this speed limit was a joke. I'm on an old road with no one on it, why do I have to go slow?

"Can you please slow down? I'm getting nervous." Chase starts to fidget with his fingers.

I sigh as I lower my speed from 50mph to 30mph. I only slowed down because Chase was starting to panic. It's been almost a year since Chase's really bad car accident. Even though he doesn't want to admit it, he's still pretty shaken up from it. Even though he's not as bad as he was right after the accident, he still gets pretty tensed up every time he sits in a car. Lately Chase has been really picky on everyone's driving, especially mine. He says that I'm too distracted while driving. He says that I listen to my music too loud; I shouldn't text while driving, even though that was only a couple of times, and he says that I drive too fast. I always tell him to chill. It's highly unlikely that we would get in an accident. He must've saw the safety of driving movie on T.V lately or something and freaked. I honestly don't care what he thinks; I just didn't want him to be tensed up while I was driving. If Mr. Davenport ever found out about it, it would not end well.

"There" I tell him, "Now I'm only going five over the limit, happy now?"

He smiled and sighed in relief. "Thanks" he replied.

I nod as I turn up the radio. Chase automatically turned it back down. I turn it back up to of course have Chase turn it down again. I take a deep breath. I was starting to get impatient.

"Chase" I start, "What are you doing?"

"You shouldn't listen to the radio that loudly" he replies, "its dark, we're on a barely lit road and plus it's raining. You need to focus on the road."

"I know Chase. That's what multi-tasking is. I can drive, focus on the road and listen to the radio at the same time. Now don't turn the knob down anymore!" I turn the radio up and begin to bob my head to the music.

Chase just sighs and looks back down at the cake he's holding. "Does Davenport need his face on everything? I mean, who wants to eat a cake with his face on it?"

"I don't care what the cake looks like as long as it's good, I'll eat it."

I suddenly hear a beep come from my phone which is lying on the edge of my seat. Chase hears the beep too. Before he has a chance to grab for it, I scoop up my phone in my right hand.

"Ooh" I say, "I got a text from Caitlin."

"Bree" Chase starts, "You shouldn't-"

"I know" I interrupt, "Text and drive, but technically I'm not texting. I'm just reading a text."

"Yeah, but your eyes are off the road." He pointed out the window, "See, you're driving into the other lane!"

"No I'm-" Hey, I am driving into the other lane! I quickly drive back over to my lane. "Ok, now I'm not."

"But you were. Bree…"

"What? Chase it was no big deal."

"No big deal? If another car would've been there, we would've crashed."

"There wasn't another car there and we're fine. Chill. I do things like this all the time."

"No I'm not going to chill. I'm telling Mr. Davenport about your driving when we get home." What a tattletale, "I don't feel safe in the car with you driving."

"Ok well you shouldn't have come with me to pick up the cake then. I could've always used my super speed to go pick up the cake, but no, you wanted to come with me on a nice drive, so I had to drive. Stop being a big scardey cat. And stop telling me what to do. You don't control me!" I then said something that I would later regret. "And I'm a bad driver Chase? Please. I'm not the one who got into a bad car accident and wrecked up my entire vehicle a year ago."

A hear a small gasp escape from my brother's mouth. Whoops. I didn't mean to say that. I was just upset. I know the accident he was in wasn't his fault. I glance over at Chase to see him staring out his window, trying his best to not try and face me. Oh man. Great. Now I have him thinking about the accident. Mr. Davenport told us all not to ever bring it up when Chase was around and I did. My phone beeped again and I see that a got another message from my friend.

The message read,

C: Hey, can you come over tomorrow at 8?

I looked over at Chase to see that he was still trying to ignore me. I'm surprised that he didn't try and tell me to put my phone down. I get another message.

C: Hey are you there?

Ok, I probably shouldn't text back. Davenport told me not to ever text and drive. But, what's it going to hurt? I'm not on a busy street. There's no other car on this road. I'll be fine. I'm a great multitasker. With one hand, I begin to text Caitlin back.

B: Uh, sorry I

Man, I can't reach the c on my keyboard. I stretch my finger to the letter C and continue to type.

B: Can't come over tom

Before I could finish my sentence, I hear Chase scream.

"BREE LOOK OUT! YOU'RE GOING TOO FAST!"

"Huh?" I look up from my phone to see that there's a sharp turn to the left straight ahead. Man, how did I not notice that? I gasp as I try to turn sharp to the left, but it was too late. I waited too late to turn.

The car turns left, but instead of staying on the street, the car flies off the road. I start to scream, along with Chase. I try to turn the car back onto the road, but I can't. I can't control the car. Sooner than I know, the car flips over and continues to flip over and over again. I look to my right and glace at Chase. He's screaming. I look past him towards the window to see a big tree that we're about to run into. After a few more seconds go by everything becomes dark.

I feel myself returning to consciousness. Once I feel strong enough, I open my eyes to see that I'm still in the car. I cough a couple of times. Oh no. It really happened. I crashed. I try to move my arms, but only the right one will move. The left one hurts too much. I stare out at the front window. The dashboard window of the car is cracked and broken. I look down at my jeans to see that there is a whole bunch of blood is splattered all over them. I also notice Davenport's cake is spattered over me too. I see that blood and cake is splattered over my shirt as well. I use my right arm to feel around my body to see where the blood is coming from. Hmm, I don't feel any really bad cuts on my body. I feel a cut on my head and blood running from my nose, but it shouldn't be causing this much blood…

My heart then skips a beat.

Oh no…

I tilt my head, which is leaning against the back of the seat, to the right. I can barely move my neck, due to it aching really badly, but I move it anyway. I glance over to see that Chase sitting in his seat. His eyes were closed and his head was tilted to the right in a weird position. His head was leaning against the passenger window, which was shattered. Since the side of the car he was on crashed into the tree, that part of the car was bent badly. Both of Chase's legs were trapped underneath a part of the car. Cake was spread out all over Chase's body. There was tons of blood oozing out the side of his head and I see that his right arm is smashed against the side of the car as well.

"Chase?" I barely squeak out.

No answer comes from his still body.

"Chase?"

Still no answer. I look down at his stomach to see if he's breathing or not, but I don't see any sign of him breathing. Hopefully my sight's not great and he is actually breathing.

"Chase" No answer once again. I begin to cry. "Chase please answer me. Please. Do something to show me that you're ok. Nod, move your hands, something. Please." Nothing came from him. I turn away and begin to cry harder. My cry's almost like a scream. I look up at the dashboard to see that my cell phone was sitting up there. The screen was cracked but I could still see the last thing I had typed into the phone before I crashed. I scream even louder. "Oh my gosh this is all my fault. Why did I have to text that stupid message?! It could've waited!" I look outside the window to see that it was still dark out. What time was it? It looked like it was really late in the night. I have to get us some help. I try to get up, but I can't. Everything hurts. The only things I can move are my right arm, my left leg and my head, and barely that. I turn to look at Chase again, who is still unresponsive. I begin to sob even harder.

"Oh man" I sob, "I promised him he wouldn't get into another accident. I promised him! I-" I couldn't even finish my sentence. I was sobbing too hard to talk. I suddenly hear some car tires screech from the left. I tilt my head to the left to see a car stop on the side of the road a few hundred feet away from us. Out from the car hops four guys who look to be in college. The guys start walking towards my car. Yes, someone saw my car. I hear voices coming from the guys.

"Whoa that car is really jacked up" one said.

"I hope no one's in there" another said.

Once they get close enough for them to hear me, I begin to scream/cry for help.

"Help!" I cry, "Someone please help me!"

"Hey" one of the guys says as he runs closer to the car, "There's someone in there!"

I hear footsteps running and soon right in front of my left window are the four boys.

One of the guys leaned in closer to me.

"Oh my goodness!" he cries, "Are you ok?"

"Please help me!" I screech out as I begin to sob again, "Please help! I crashed into the tree. Please, you have to get me and my brother out of here. Please, I don't even know if he's alive. You have to get him out of here. Please…" I continue to hyperventilate as I continue to cry.

The guy that was leaning in towards his car turned to one of his friends.

"Jeff" he said, "Call an ambulance!"

'Jeff' pulled out his cell phone and walked away from the car.

"P-Please help me" I repeat, "Please."

The young man reached through the broken glass window put a hand on my shoulder. "It's going to be ok. Just don't move. We're getting an ambulance for you. Just stay put and relax."

"Yeah" one of the other guys says, "Just take deep breaths and calm down."

"No!" I protest, "The ambulance is going to take too long. Please, I'll be fine, just help my brother out of the car. I don't know if he'll be ok. Please!"

Two of the guys walk closer to the passenger side of the car.

"Just breathe" the guy who has a hand on my shoulder continues to tell me, "Everything's going to be alright."

I try to nod, but my head hurts too much to do so. "I don't wanna die" I mumble, "I don't wanna die…"

"It's going to be ok. We're going to stay right here with you. You're not going to die."

You don't know that…

"Todd" one of the boys that walked over to the passenger's side called out, "The passenger door's collided with the tree trunk. There's no way we can open the door unless we move the car over tot he left."

"The kid in the passenger's seat looks in really bad shape" the other one 'whispered' to Todd, "There's blood everywhere, even on the outside of the car."

"The ambulance is on its way" Jeff said as he walked back over to his friends, "Should be here in a couple minutes."

"Ok" Todd replied. He then turned back to face me, "They're on their way alright?"

"Ok" I answer.

He glances down at the door. "I'm going to try to get you out of here. He tries to open the door, but it won't open. "It won't budge. Is the door locked?"

I glance over at the lock. "No."

"Man it must be stuck. Don't worry. They'll get you out somehow."

I glance back over at Chase. I guess Todd notices.

"He'll be ok" he assures me "Don't worry. You guys are going to be fine." He clears his throat, "Now, can you move anything or does everything hurt?"

"Everything hurts" I cough, "I can't move my left arm, my right leg or anything else. I can slightly move my head."

"Ok. That's good." He looked at Chase.

"Can you tell if he's breathing?" I ask the guy, "I can't tell if he's breathing or not. Please help him."

"Uh…" he tries to lean in closer to the car, "I can't tell."

I sigh and tears begin to fall down my cheeks again.

"But I'm sure he's fine. Don't cry-uh what's your name? Do you remember your name?"

I sniffle. "Bree. It's Bree."

"Ok Bree, don't cry. It's going to be alright ok?"

I don't answer; I just continue to cry as we all wait for the ambulance to arrive.

"The ambulance is here" Todd tells me, "They're going to help you now."

"Ok" I sniffle, "Thank you for calling them. Thank you so much."

"No problem." He and his friends exits from my vision.

I look at Chase again. He's still in the same position he was in when we first crashed.

"Don't worry" I tell him, "We're going to be ok."

After a couple of minutes, some medics and firefighters ran up to my window.

"Oh man" one of them said, "This is the worst car crash I've seen in a while." He then looked at me. "Don't worry sweetie. We'll get you out of there in no time."

He and a couple of others begin to use some kind of huge tool to rip the driver's door off the car. Once it's completely off, some medics start to carefully put me on a stretcher.

"No" I tell them, "Get my brother first. Get my brother first!" Of course, they were all too busy barking orders at each other, that they didn't hear me. Once I was put on a stretcher, a blanket was thrown over me. As I was being wheeled to the back of the ambulance, I see some firefighters trying to lift the car away from the huge tree it was next to so they could get Chase out from the passenger side. As I was put in the back of the ambulance a lady, walked up next to me.

"Everything's going to alright honey" she told me, "We're taking you to a hospital."

"But what about my brother? Is he going to be ok? He's still in the-" I winced in pain as I felt a sharp pain come from my head. It felt like a hammer had just hit my head.

"Relax dear. They're getting him out of the car." She runs her fingers through my hair, "Now I just want you to close your eyes and take it easy."

I take a deep breath. I knew the lady was right. I close my eyes and soon drift off, thinking about if Chase and I were going to be ok.

Hope you liked part 1. Part 2 should be up soon if I'm not too busy. I have tennis matches everyday this week, plus I have tons of h.w (taking all AP classes folks), but I'll still try to update.

"The Wizard of Davenland" will be updated tomorrow and "Shattered" will be updated next week or possibly this week maybe.

Make sure to leave a review for me and see you later for part two!