"Gabie, what's happening?" I whimper pathetically as a burning sensation pulses through my body. Trying to lessen the pain I curl up tightly. "This is wrong! It's wrong."
"Just hold on," Gabie says and reaches out I take my hand. She is curled in on herself as well her blood staining the ground beneath us. I clutch her hand tightly and hold my chest with my other hand. My own blood is spilling from the open wound in my chest.
It all happened so fast. One second we were haplessly walking home and the next we were knocked into a ditch on the side of the empty road.
"I-I-I don't wanna die," I stammer. "I don't want you to die."
"It'll be okay, just hold onto my hand," Gabie whispers intently. Blood is seeping from the cut on her head. "Just keep breathing."
Little did we know that accident would change our lives forever.
