Beck was driving home from a long day at the office.
"What do you MEAN you CAN'T get him to agree, I don't CARE how much you tried, TRY HARDER!" screamed Beck into his cell phone, then hanging up
'This is NOT I imaged life,' he thought running a hand through his hair.
Since he got Tori pregnant at seventeen, his life changed. He wanted to become an actor, not a dad at seventeen, but that was eight years ago.
He saw car stopped in front of him, so she stopped the car.
"God, I don't NEED this right now." Said Beck
He looked out the window and saw a woman running past his car, he opened the car door and got out. He walked behind the woman and saw a sight he wished he didn't. A little girl on a gurney, blood coming out of her head, unconscious, her mom crying. The next thing he knew, he imaged Tori and him with their little boy, in that same situation. He ran to the front of the crowd.
"We can't get her to wake up!" said one of the paramedics
"We have to kept trying!" another one said
The girl's mother was crying, her husband was in one ambulance.
"Please help my little girl!" cried the mother
"We're trying!" a paramedic said
Beck looked up, and folded his hands.
"Please save her God." He whispered
A few minutes past and they couldn't get her to wake up, Beck looked at the girl and up, and saw her for a second, she smiled, and the next thing they knew, she was alive.
"Mom?" she asked "Where are you?"
Beck closed his eyes and looked up.
"Thank you," he mouthed
He ran back to his car, and took out a picture that he kept on his car visor of him, Tori, and their little boy,
"I love you," he said to the picture as he turned around, to see his wife, and little boy.
I own nothing. I'm on a total Lady Antebellum kick right now! I love them! I hope you like it!