Okay another little Auslly story for my readers and reviewers out there enjoy!

I slid in the passenger seat of the old red Ford pickup as Austin slid in the driver's seat.

"I got this for a good price, she runs great, and the mileage is great too, but she still needs some work." He started the engine.

"She?" I laughed.

"Yeah, I named my truck Candy because not only is she candy apple red, but she will make everyone's head turn." Austin smiled.

"Candy, it's more like Sandy with all this dirt and sand inside and out." I laughed as he rolled his eyes pulling out on the road.

"I wanted you to be the first to ride in her with me since you've done so much for me you know." He turned up the radio as a good song came on.

We were having fun, dancing in the car as we went on our way, just having fun like we usually did. We stopped at a red light and I was teasing him about fixing the truck on his tight schedule. We had no idea what was coming and if we had known we wouldn't have been out driving. Our light turned green and we made sure we had the right away as we began to jam out again, but suddenly as we crossed the intersection of the three way stop another pick up slammed into us sending us into the guard rail and flipping us over and down the hill like a toy.

"Austin!" I screamed as we flipped in our metal death trap, our seatbelts as our only source of protection.

There was a snap as part of the door bent in locking my arm painfully, glass shattering, so many loud noises, and I knew I saw blood at some point, whose I didn't know. I saw water as we hit our second tree, as we kept being tossed around, our heads bouncing off the glass windows at our sides as we slid to a stop at the edge of the lake. I then blacked out as the air bags finally deployed.

I woke up and was confused before remembering the events that led to me waking up in a bed. I tried to sit up but two sets of hands held me down gently.

"Ally, where is Ally? Is she okay? I have to see her!" I groaned.

"Shhh, she's resting son, you should do the same." My father's voice made me focus and take in my surroundings.

My mom was quiet smiling a sad soft smile at me, but as I repeated Ally's name she looked away. I became nervous as my parents let go of me and they didn't mention anything else to me. Before I could ask them what was going on the doctor walked in.

"Ah Mr. Moon, you're awake. You were lucky; they had to pry both of you out with the Jaws of Life. Do you remember what happened?" the doctor asked checking my eyes.

"Yeah, we were hit by another pickup. How's Ally?" I wondered as I tried to sit up again and a searing pain made me drop back.

The doctor sighed "Ms. Dawson is like you badly beat up; a couple fractured ribs, a broken arm, all bruised and cut up, and unlike you she hasn't woken up. She seems stable and fine, but she may have damage that we haven't accounted for, but we won't know until she wakes up. Rest assured that we are taking good care of both of you and that as insisted by your parents Ms. Dawson was placed in a bed across from yours."

My bed had its curtains closed around it to keep my privacy as the doctor continued his observations. He leaned in closer as he checked my abdomen and I finally saw his nametag that read "Dr. Duran". I looked him over quizzically wincing a little as he went on.

"I hope you know that the other truck driver was texting and that none of it is your fault. It looks like you're healing just fine. I want you to rest here another couple of days to make sure you're okay. I sent your friends home for the day earlier, so they said they'd come back tomorrow. Now if you could excuse me, I need to check on Ms. Dawson." He said softly to hopefully make me feel better I guessed, but it only made me feel worse.

Dr. Duran opened my curtain and I saw curtains drawn around Ally's bed across from me. I watched as the doctor went out to clean his hands before swiftly gliding through Ally's curtain. I could just see a little flash of Ally's pale face and curly locks. My father stepped in front of me and I turned my attention to him.

"Mr. Dawson will let you know what you want to know soon. I'm going to take your mother to the cafeteria to get something to eat. We'll be back after a while." My dad wrapped an arm around her shoulder as he ushered her away.

Unlike me, it didn't take long for the doctor to open Ally's curtains and hang her charts from her bed again. Mr. Dawson glanced at me when he realized I was awake. The doctor followed his gaze and excused himself now leaving a clearer view of Ally from my bed.

"She'll be okay the doctor said. Ally is a strong girl, but Dr. Duran said she hit her head pretty bad as you rolled down hill. He said you were lucky you had your belts on and that you didn't go into the water. Anyways, they say it could take another day or so before she wakes up, but I'm glad to see you awake. Are your parents down in the cafeteria? I think I'll join them." He walked off without letting me answer.

I looked over at Ally, her arm in a cast lying over her cover, her forehead was bruised on the right side, and I frowned at how frail she looked lying in that bed. I decided that if she was injured or hurt in some way beyond repair that I'd help her, it was the least I could do after letting her get in this mess.

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