I Hope They Get To Me In Time
Summary: Lucas Scott finds himself on the brink of life or death, and ponders his life up until now.
A/N: Idea for this came from a song my brother made me listen to today. It's by Darius Rucker—and it also where I napped the title from. This is just a one-shot, and I hope you all enjoy.
Also, I know it's short, but I didn't' wanna ruin it by making it any longer.
In my life, I had heard of many kinds of pain. Right now though, I was pretty sure that I might actually die. That I might not make it home to see my wife, or my daughter. A simple household errand, turned into a nightmare. Isn't that how it usually happened? Go to the store for some milk, and a pack of diapers—and never make it home.
I saw the flames shooting up from the hood of my Mustang, and smelt the gasoline that was leaking from the gas tank. I could hear the sirens in the background, but they sounded so far away. I thought I heard someone trying to talk to me, but all I could do was stare straight ahead as the flames danced in front of my eyes. Gently, I closed my eyes, as a flood of memories poured through my mind.
"That's me inside your head."
"What?"
"No-Fx. 'That's me inside your head.' It's there--"
"Yeah I know the song."
I could feel my lips turn up into a painful smile as more memories piled into my mind.
"Can I ask you a question? Why are you a cheerleader? Your like the least cheery person I've seen."
"First of all, you don't know me. Second of all, you don't know me."
"God! Why are guys such jerks!?"
"Guys, or Nathan?"
"Nathan, you."
"It's always gonna be there isn't it? You and me."
"Your always saving me."
"Somebody's got to."
"If I say I love you right now, would you hold it against me, cause I've lost a lot of blood."
"I love you Lucas, I'm in love with you."
"It's you Peyton. When all my dreams come true, the one I want next to me is you."
"I'm gonna love you forever, Lucas Scott."
"If what you need is for me to let you go, then that's what I'll do."
"I've got two tickets to Vegas, wanna get married tonight?"
I heard the clamoring going on outside my vehicle. Thought maybe I heard a power tool of some sort. Maybe I wouldn't die after all. Even though I could feel my eyes drifting closed. I could feel the pain that covered at least half of my body start to numb. I knew that wasn't a good sign. I closed my eyes again, just wanting the good memories to keep filling up my mind.
"I'm gonna have your baby Lucas Scott."
"We're going to have this baby."
"Sir! Please, you need to stay with us," I heard someone scream at me. I couldn't even tell which direction the voice was coming from. All I knew was that I wanted Peyton and Sawyer here with me. I felt the tear slip down my cheek as I realized that I might not get to see either one of them again.
My wife, my beautiful wife. With her golden blond hair in a unruly curly mess. Her kind green eyes, that shone nothing but love for me. The tiny golden ring that she wore on her left hand, just under the ring that Keith had used to propose to my mom with.
My beautiful daughter. She had inherited her mother's unruly hair, and my blue eyes. She was a nice mixture of both me and Peyton, and my heart yearned to hold her again. To tell them both how much I loved them, how much I needed them in my life.
"We have a young male. Mid twenties, with multiple injuries to his extermidies, possible internal injuries. He's conscious but barely lucid."
That was the last thing Lucas Scott heard, as his world turned black.
